Fred Aiken Writing

Category: Poetry

traffic down i-85

i went downtown and stood at the corner of an intersection,
but rather than preaching and yelling,
i watched as the drivers went by,
trying to imagine their lives, their hopes and desires,
right as a truck flew by and caused a 10
car pile up right before my eyes, as they say

learning esperanto

if i had to say which language was the most fun to learn,
then i’d have to say esperanto,
because no one can really speak it,
but it’s based on so many different languages
that it makes me feel like i know everything,
while being understood by no one

falling asleep to uslysses

i had a dream
in which i was reading ulysses to a professor
as they tried to fall asleep, as if joyce was
appropriate slumber foder,
though when i woke up,
i couldn’t find my copy of ulysses
and thought i might have to buy another one
at 4am, but there wasn’t any open book stores