Where Old Fliers Come to Roost

Poem of the Month

Ancient Eagle Press

                               A Distant War

Waiting in the night
Listening to the barred owl,
Spring peepers, wind in the cherry tree,
All is peace.  My time is short.

But in the east, distant thunder
Wheat fields fallow
Generations broken
Sunflowers washed in tears

One man’s war, one nation’s suffering
Launched by fiction and obsession
Taking the castle or killing the neighbor’s cow,
A Pyrrhic victory is still a victory.

How great the distance? How safe my peace?
Does that same thunder rumble around me,
Truth sacrificed to ambition,
One man’s obsession, one nation’s peril?

Who will rise above their station?
Father/Mother of the nation
Lead us to a clearer light
Where Blue and Red and Black unite.


   LA /2022

Each month Ancient Eagle Press offers a poem appropriate to the season or the mood of our editorial staff.   Poems may be new or drawn from existing AEP editions.


  March 2022 -- Dreams

  February 2022 -- Sundae Worship

  January 2022 -- Pandemic Polemic

  December 2021 -- Shadows

  November 2021 -- The Conceit of Immortality

  Nov 2019-Oct 2021 --  On Break

  October 2019 -- Deck of Lies

  September 2019 - In the Surgery

  August 2019 - The Cousins

  July 2019 -- Chilly

  June 2019 -- The Queen of Malvern

  April-May 2019 -- India/Bhutan

  March 2019 -- Swatting Gnats

  February 2019 -- To My Valentines, Past and Future

  January 2019 -- I'll Never Say Goodbye

  December 2018 --  Grandpa

  November 2018 -- Meditation

  October 2018 -- Benediction

  September 2018 -- Passages

  August 2018 -- Feeding the Beast

  July 2018 - One Can Have Knowledge...

  June 2018 -- The Unsinkable Molly Drown

  May 2018 -- Advice to my Grandson

  April 2018 -- Awaiting Idunn

  March 2018 -- Flight

  February 2018 -- Lakesong

  January 2018 -- Schrödinger's Cat

  December 2017 -- Daybreak

  October 2017 -- Night Watch

  September 2017 -- The Princess

  August 2017 - Pelham

  July 2017 --  Siena

  June 2017 -- Loyal, Straight, and True

  May 2017 --  A Thousand Flowers

  April 2017 -- Oboe Rap

  March 2017 - March Madness

  February 2017 -- The Cost of Doing Business

  January 2017 -- Reflection at a Winter Window

  December 2016 -- The Creation

  November 2016 -- Hemolymph Moon

  October 2016 -- Vortex

  September 2016 -- Do You?

  August 2016 -- Sailing
  July 2016 --  Mulberries
  June 2016 -- Off Tucker Point
  May 2016 -- Unforgettable
  April 2016 -- At Night She Cries

April 2022

If you're looking for an upbeat POM celebrating the arrival of Spring, thumb through the archives.  Try March of 2017.  One of my favorites.  Meanwhile, March 2022 came in like a lamb and is dutifully heading out like a lion, but the rest of the month was focused on the bear.  The attempted annexation and current systematic destruction of Ukraine is consistent with Russian behavior in Chechnya, Syria, Georgia, and previous annexation of Crimea with de facto partitioning of Eastern Ukraine.  There are no good guys in this story.  For the past thirty years East and West have made promises that they have failed to keep…promises to each other and promises to Ukraine.  Ukraine has sometimes created its own problems, with unstable government, systemic corruption, and policies that disadvantage ethnic Russian Ukrainians.  But while there are no good guys from a historical perspective, today there is a pretty clear bad guy in Moscow and a surprising hero in Kiev.  Ukraine’s relatively small military has effectively stopped the Russian advance, in no small measure due to inspirational leadership.  Round 1 seems to have been a draw, but quantity has a quality of its own, and Russia has plenty of quantity, as well as proximity and time.  This has been called the First TikTok War, but that ticking could be the sound of a time bomb.  With that cheery thought, here’s tonight’s creation, April’s Poem of the Month,