Places — Poetry — Charles Slater

The Bull's Out!

I was a naïve twelveor so when Harry Randall’s folks gave me a job at their little dairy in western most El Segundo.

PlacesCharles SlaterAugust 28, 2012bull, bull pen, dairy farm, el segundo dairy, randall dairy el segundoComment

Irony

A hawk, inall its glory, perches only a few feet from where I sit, a hawk, mind you, those

Places, Little PoemsCharles SlaterFebruary 5, 2012bird, buildings, city, hawk, nature, street, urbanComment

The New Mexico Trip

Portales has some unloved curbs and driveways,victims of age and too little thought about design, and some root intrusion. The town full of sweet-natured people doesn’t care.

On the Road, PlacesCharles SlaterOctober 15, 2005architecture, art, design, New Mexico, Portales, streets, travelingComment

The Sunday Trains

The Sunday Trainscome through clogging weekend traffic like a fatty buildup in veins. I dashed out from the new little

Places, Little PoemsCharles SlaterSeptember 18, 2005students, teaching, THS, Torrance, Torrance High School, train tracks, trainsComment

Wind

This morning before the oppressiveheat arrived, new life danced across the fields through the tall grasses with the trees swaying rhythmically.

Places, Little PoemsCharles SlaterJuly 19, 2005cats, desert, heat, nature, porch, summer, wind, ZiggyComment