Alexandra Wilcox - Poems

Alexandra Wilcox is a recovering attorney.  She received her M.F.A. in Creative Writing from UC Riverside and is currently pursuing her doctorate in Global Education from USC.  She lives with her husband, five children, and two rescue dogs in Atlanta, Georgia where she is an online Professor in Employment and Labor Law.  Her poems have appeared in Quatrain.Fish, Verse-Virtual, and Yellow Chair Review and are scheduled to appear in After the Pause and other journals.

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                  To the Man on the Street 
He slurps from a white bowl
in his right hand.
 
The water tastes warm to him.
It smells right to him.
 
It looks good to him.
I can tell by the way he clutches
the plastic bowl.
 
He slumps.  A stack of boxes
block cold air.
 
It sounds good to him.
 
 
 
                                      My Pet Sorrow
 
Come Sorrow.
 
I won’t shoo you away.
Rest here on my shoulder.
But, please don’t chirp in my ear.
Your Blues keep me awake.
 
No, I won’t.  Your faux social grace.
Your powerful beak, I know.
But if I feed you crumbs of sadness--
Will you let me go?
 
 
                         Marine Monument
A bronze statue in full uniform.
Remains of salt and a Ti-leaf lei.
 
Embracing his feet,
a plaque with gold letters - Semper Fi.
 
The Marine salutes
the early morning fog.