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Nothing Could Be Better (So Why Do I Feel This Way?)

Martin Pedersen

I’m longing for a sunny day

on a sunny day

wishing I had lots of money

I can buy all the bread I can hug

go outside, look around, wish I could stay outside

I desire you, my loving spouse

and everyone else on two legs.


Yet the dark dread is on me now

the rippling in my back up 

to the shoulders, the neck, the jaw

my head tender

my hands tingly

circulation choked off

the ring

of dread.


My friend called to say he's

depressed, he failed the exam

real depressed -- he doesn't know -- comes

when you pass the exam

pass them all, win, riches, bliss

even get this poem published

when you have sun bread hugs

and a spouse who wants your

body mind soul

with no reservation

nothing could be better.

 E. Martin Pedersen, originally from San Francisco, has lived for 40 years in eastern Sicily where he teaches English at the local university. His poetry has appeared most recently in Ginosko Literary Journal, Abstract Magazine, Neologism Poetry Journal, Poesis, Thirteen Myna Birds. Martin is an alum of the Squaw Valley Community of Writers. His collection of haikuBitter Pills, has just come out.

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