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Tuesday, Oct. 22, 2013 01:09 pm

People's Poetry

Those pesky little zombies


Here’s a seasonal poem from Springfield, Ill. poet Lola Lucas. Her comments about the poem: “Seems like America has gone mad for zombies. My theory is that they represent a chance to relax and not worry about appearance, time, success or any of the responsibilities that life entails. As for the local angle, it's the season for outraged letters to the editor about leaf burning or not being allowed to burn leaves, a perennial Springfield topic.”


Dead things, discolored, brittle,
Mindless yet still moving
They slap against my windows,
Shuffle, crowd near my door.
Their numbers growing,
They jostle in my yard, waiting.

I have nightmares
Of being covered in them,
The dry parts detaching, 
Tangling in my hair,
Crumbling into my mouth.
The smell of decay grows stronger:
I want fire, fire, to burn them all!

Desperate, I lunge for the phone --
Dammit, God dammit,
Where is the guy
Who usually rakes these leaves??

Lola Lucas

Lucas has been published in a string of literary magazines such as the Alchemist Review, Prairie Poetry, Solana and Watermarks. Her first book of collected columns about Springfield in general and Enos Park in particular is At Home in the Park: Loving a Neighborhood Back to Life (available through Amazon.com). She is at work on a second book.

If you have a poem that you've written and would like us to consider for People's Poetry, email the poem and a short bio to astienstra@illinoistimes.com.

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