Sonnet
for the New Immortalsby Dan Carpenter
Full
lives, they lead
Fine
food, craft drink
In
the gym by 7
By
9, on the links
For
variety, a run
Maybe
20 miles’ biking
Or
1,000 by air
To
prime mountain hiking
Concerts
& football
With
choicest of seats
With
perfect friends
With
perfect teeth
Yet
– my modest lot against theirs shan’t be measured.
They
don’t read and they don’t worship; they wander a desert.
About
Dan Carpenter: “I'm an
Indianapolis freelance writer who has published poems in The Flying
Island, Poetry East, Illuminations, Pearl, Xavier Review, Southern
Indiana Review, Maize, Tipton Poetry Journal and elsewhere. I have
published two books of poems, The Art He’d Sell for Love (Cherry
Grove, 2015) and More Than I Could See (Restoration, 2009); and two
books of non-fiction, Hard Pieces (Indiana University, 1993) and
Indiana Out Loud (Indiana Historical Society, 2013).”