The Saints and the Gods are Optimists

And according to my calculations, they’re fifty percent right.

I saw the sun painting a row of yellow houses.

I saw the harbor part and scores of people move through
the narrow path between the skyscrapers of water.

I heard a woman singing, a voice so ordinary it was extraordinary.

I heard a speech for peace, who knows—maybe one day…
And on the very day I heard a friend of mine died,

I saw him sitting at the bar, looking up at, dare I say

the angels?—nursing a pint of beer he can take eternity to finish.

Tim Suermondt

Tim Suermondt is the author of five full-length collections of poems, the latest JOSEPHINE BAKER SWIMMING POOL from MadHat Press, 2019. He has published in Poetry, Ploughshares, Prairie Schooner, The Georgia Review, Bellevue Literary Review, Stand Magazine, december magazine, and Plume, among many others. He lives in Cambridge (MA) with his wife, the poet Pui Ying Wong.

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