Morning in America

Poetry is like the pots and pans
In the kitchen cupboard,
Good for warming up the day.
Nothing beats a good breakfast
Even when there's a ruthless insect
With its tiny jowls and ringlets
Tearing open the dry cereal.


This poem was selected for the 2012 Poetry in Public project, sponsored by the Iowa City Public Art Program. Poetry in Public displays poems by local writers of all ages in Iowa City buses, downtown kiosks, and select public buildings from April (National Poetry Month) through the fall.

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on July 16, 2012

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