Yesterday Poets Read in a Bus
We were part of a 14th Street festival
and because it was raining
we met inside a poetry bus
read to each other
changing seats so other people
could come inside and after poems
we went to one of our favorite
bars old Spanish place on 13th and 6th
waiter there forever always moving slowly
bringing drinks free food meatballs and potatoes
same two plates for forty years
says How Are You but he
does not need an answer
for the thousandth time
I remember how life if your eyes are
open if you are lucky
how life can be a poem.