Three Poems

by Jay Neugeboren


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​Fire and Lice

Some say our hike will end in mire
Some say in lice
But when our troop’s around the fire
I’ll hold with those who favor mire.
Yet if I’m pressed to join the fight
I will not those opposed condemn.
I think I know their destined plight:
If the muck don’t get them
The cooties might.​



Frog

The frog comes
on little cat’s feet

It sits looking
over marsh and swamp
on silent haunches,
burps, and then moves on.



Ode to a Young Poet
Upon the Occasion of the Publication
Of the Poet’s Sixteenth Book of Poems
​In Seven Years


Lie fallow, fellow

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Jay Neugeboren is the author of 25 books, including award-winning books of both fiction and nonfiction.

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