President Barack Obama and Vice President Joe Biden meet with senior advisors in the Oval Office to discuss the shooting in Aurora, Colorado, July 20, 2012. Pictured, from left, are: Kathryn Ruemmler, Counsel to the President, and FBI Director Robert Mueller. (Official White House Photo by Pete Souza)

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Spring, 2019

in Politics by

I.

Watching the snow melt
Watching white turn to nothing

Waiting to read the Mueller report.
Will it reveal all of our country’s bare spots

Or, like reversed, redacted poetry,
The blackened the most poignant.

The Washington DC blossoms
Vernal sun heating the reflection pool

Grey water torrents into the sewers
Which further soften the tender earthen skin

Under a worm moon.
Looking up to the spring sky

Where the planes still crawl like
Ants nearly beyond the blue

It’s easy to worry that
Planes could unexpectedly plummet

Failing like prey to the hackers
Or the indelicately programmed

On auto pilot.
Seems we’re still hand crafted

Unlike the spring which needs no
Commands to utter naked truths.

II.

Watching everything turn to black
Two years of reports delivered to a sorcerer

Who stirs a cauldron of ink
The influencers in a cigar bar

The meetings in the Tower
The leaks of no consequence

Op drops buried in a forest of darkness
Because an appointee concludes

That evidence which denudes
Can’t establish criminal intent.

A black box filled with content
Worthy of scrutiny like a fallen plane

The failure to heed it, a formula
By which Democracy itself is obstructed.

 


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Michel Krug is a poet, fiction writer, former print journalist, Johns Hopkins Writing Seminars graduate and Loft Literary Center member from Minnesota. He also litigates. His poems have appeared in Door Is A Jar, Raven’s Perch, Tuck Magazine, Poetry24, 2 Elizabeths, Main Street Rag, the Brooklyn Review and other literary magazines.