Doug Lane Poems

You seduced me
with trickery
and afterwards
memories of our encounter
...

Driven from my house
by greedy landlords
who think
it's theirs,
...

First he came for the immigrants, and I did not speak out, or spoke too quietly-
Because I was not an immigrant.
Then he came for the Muslims, and I did not speak out, or at least, did not speak loudly enough—
Because I was not a Muslim.
...

Was listening
to an old Trumplican bag
in Florida
being interviewed.
...

American foster mother
you brought your bottomless,
unconditional,
love
...

Vegas, Parkland, and the sacrifice of the young

What sums up
the spirit
...

First there was the polio scare
shutting down
Little America's pool.
...

Father murdered,
mother murdered,
starving in death camps
for 4 years,
...

I've got
one month
to get rid
of my books
...

It's raining again
in Los Angeles
after such a long absence
we natives
...