Rainbow

At one time, he says, what does it matter to a little girl whose father i am sentencing in court that the trial judge is also a poet?



Rainbow


And do you wonder if the rainbow
Would reappear, now that you're here?
I saw it just minutes ago.
Rainbows are indescribable,
But this is no excuse for not
Writing about them in a poem,
Although I'd rather write about
My sadness that there was no one
To talk to when towards the sea
Silk filaments of various colors
Wove themselves into the sunlight,
And all I'd need to say was "Look!"
And then we would look at each other
Next to, as much as at, the rainbow.
There's nothing that I'll say that can
Picture that singular moment,
A sight that is closest to speech,
A word that disappears once spoken
Whether or not we are together.





by Simeon Dumdum Jr.