Grant Vecera

The Crow
 
…lets us know
she found
the slice of rubbery pizza
I flipped into the yard
two nights ago.
 
From green shadows
she shouts--
like an angry cup of coffee--
it’s good, it’s good.
 
 
 
Open Windows
 
I am listening to a song and folding laundry.
 
Beyond the song, birds sing their own songs,
and when my song ends I listen to them.
 
It is mid-afternoon and I need to get out,
do something more alive.
 
By the window, on his special table,
the mighty Ango stretches and yawns.
 
But I need to get out, I feel caged,
sick of myself, irrelevant.

Grant Vecera teaches writing, thinking, and literature at Indiana University Indianapolis and at Butler University. His poems have been appearing in literary periodicals since the 1990s.  More recently, his work has appeared in Louisiana Literature, The Indianapolis Anthology, Leave Them Something Anthology, Meat for Tea: The Valley Review, Stick Figure Poetry Quarterly, and The Gorko Gazette.