New at IWP Books: Richard Armour, 1954, Light Armour.

Lines for the Day After Elections

The sun still rises in the east,
The song of skylarks has not ceased,
The mountains stand, the seas are calm,
I hear no detonating bomb.

The banks are open, trains on time,
The morning paper’s rich with crime,
A stream of traffic fills the street,
The ground is firm beneath my feet.

No cataclysmic conflagration
As yet has swept our luckless nation.
No sign of doom have I detected,
Although my man was not elected.

So Many People Put Themselves into My Shoes That I Think I’ll Go Barefoot

My friend says not to worry,
 My friend pooh-poohs my fears,
His words are quite consoling,
 His optimism cheers.

This view unvexed, undaunted,
 How comforting it is…
He looks upon my worries
 The way I do at his.