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Two Poems

By Craig Diesslin

Of Wisdom

 
It’s not
of wisdom
that you ask
these things
as if
like rings
what was
comes around
or
as if
found
it could be
again
and all else
good
would not
also
be undone.
Whatever
else
I yearn for
I’ve had my turn
for a life
up to now.
One past
is all
we get.

Home?


I must confess
my roots were
laid bare
a long time ago.
Where
can I plant
myself
not
in a pot
that will be moved?

Craig Diesslin has been teaching in the CUNY Language Immersion Program at KCC for 21 years. Most of his work in poetry is fairly short, and tries to capture particular events in such a way that readers might reenact the original scenes, with his emphases, and rhythms.