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What’s the easiest way to read Poems of the Week? In your email inbox, hot off the cyberpress! Just sign up for our free Substack here. by Nora Jay Manhattan shakes: there’s rapture everywhere; by Steven Kent “JD Vance claims US holds all the cards in Iran and will win ‘either way'” Hormuz has guards, The war’s not done– by Julia Griffin “Man crowned world’s loudest person makes as much noise as a jet taking off” Joseph McGrail-Bateup, by Dan Campion “Childbirth for many primate species is even harder than for humans” So even Tristram Shandy’s birth by Steven Urquhart Bell “Having children makes you smarter? Incredible, but true” It’s no surprise that children make you smarter, by Steven Kent “ICE releases Texas nun intercepted walking to church dressed in her habit” With ICE out in force wreaking havoc, of course by Marshall Begel “Chinese Humanoid Robot ‘Begs’ On Street; Asks For Donation To Pay ‘Electricity Bills’“ Hey, human, could you help me out? I had a dock like other bots No cash today? Then help me pray by Kaitlyn Spees “U.S. airlines are carrying more passengers than ever, even while operating fewer flights than they did 20 years ago. They’re flying bigger planes while filling more seats on each one, and that’s testing the limits of the aviation system.” (With apologies to Yeats) The TSA lines show my fate:Poems of the Week
For the Wedding of Taylor and Travis
The fever’s gripped the whole metropolis,
And high above the celebrated pair,
Two star-eclipsing Russians wave and kiss.
On Playing the Joker
—The Guardian
And they play rough.
We hold the cards?
They called our bluff.
Confusing, no?
I thought we won,
Like, months ago.
Big Noise
—CNN
An air-conditioner cleaner,
Has brought his decibel rate up
To that of a jet, but keener.
“NOW!” he bellowed, then chuckled
To hear those decibels bust out,
And units everywhere buckled
And blew accretions of dust out.
The female champion screecher,
A regular one-voiced riot,
Is one Ms Flanagan, teacher,
Who hushed Belfast with her “QUIET!”
So both came top in their classes,
And, just to show we revere them,
Let’s clink a couple of glasses
(Though neither’s likely to hear them).
Birth Pangs in Perspective
—NewScientist
Came easier than lots of apes’
Who slip through unforgiving girths
Of sundry primates’ pelvic shapes.
Comparisons are odious,
But in this case it’s salutary
To learn that childbirth favors us.
But so says Joseph. Go ask Mary.
Spare the Rod and Foil the Child
—The Guardian
’Cos nowadays you’re not supposed to hit them,
So if you want to stop them misbehaving,
You have to use your noggin and outwit them.
Pray, Soul Sister
—The Guardian
They’re harassing folk just for the fun of it:
A wimple! Go grab it–let’s get in the habit.
Due process? Hey, we’re having nun of it!
Down and Outage
—Times Now
Whatever’s in your pockets
can get me through this power drought
and fill my empty sockets.
but now I’m on the street.
If I don’t get some kilowatts
I’ll soon be obsolete.
unto the great inventor—
Please help each android find his way
back to his data center.
An American Traveler Foresees Their Flight
—NPR
They almost reach the airport’s doors.
I struggle towards my distant gate
Out-shouldering the bag-bogged scores.
My fellow fliers follow ropes,
Politely flock round info signs,
But I’ll admit to secret hopes
They’re all on other flights than mine.
I look around, but I can’t guess
From faces glimpsed within the crowds
What business, fun, or family stress
Drives each of us above the clouds.
Where air, recycled, brings to mind
The salt and oil in sardine tins
and awe and misery, combined,
unite us as the trip begins.
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