Two Poems by Lance Larsen

Two Poems: Lance Larsen Dutch Woman Riding a Tandem by Herself at Night is darkness her escort is she ferrying God no one seated behind her but a scrape of wind ghost pedals pedaling under a brimming sky tomorrow my mother will be dead one year no one seated behind her but a scrape of wind I’m an orphan on vacation a son heavy with home tomorrow my mother will be dead one year this empty seat a reminder this frieze of rain I’m an orphan on vacation a son heavy with home I carry stories disguised as Gouda and bread this empty seat a reminder this frieze of rain I forgot the bananas should I buy more tea I carry stories disguised as Gouda and bread she has turned the corner vanishing into mist I forgot the bananas should I buy more tea the canal burbles on all purl and slosh she has turned the corner vanishing into mist is a lover waiting or a child with a broken arm the canal burbles on all purl and slosh a glistening hymn I’ll hum all the way home