across the street, two men
argue over the ubermensch,
and a cricket hops brokenly
cross paving stones. from
the corner, scrying: how long
have we sung summer songs
and dreamt of october? running
yellows as they slip to fall,
sometimes it feels
like putting a bandaid
on a bleeder, not tying it off
with knots-in-silk. surgeons
would know these things,
but it is too late
to catch the sun heading
already south, and south
again. across the street,
two women argue
over love & champagne.
the cricket is gone. a maple
tree sighs sickening
as it sleeps in an ocean
breeze, and finally
october yawns & stretches.
the tenth muse 
ubermensch, (explain use here)
ubermensch, the Over-Man. it wouldn’t be a true café experience without some Nietzsche being thrown around, yes? true story, by the way. (that part, at least.)
ha i like the inclusion of the over man…and the people…both times a couple…of course the cricket stole the show for me as well….but the band aid, bleeder silk knots and surgeons are the heart for me…the emotion underlying the scene…
thanks, brian. yeah, this piece has a little of everything. 🙂
Ubermensch! Love it – I aspire to just plain mensch. Loved it all but esp.
a maple
“tree sighs sickening
as it sleeps in an ocean
breeze, and finally
october yawns & stretches.”
loved this, mosk
thanks, mosk. some days i feel like just plain mensch would be good for me, too 😉
strong piece. Love the end line in stanzas 2, 3, 6 & 7. Also, the title really flavors expectation before a word is even read, really useful…would’ve worked without the information, but would’ve read as a completely different poem. I tend to notice things like that, and find myself drawn to the ways lines, stanzas and entire poems can transcend a variety of meanings, dependent upon a variety of factors. Excellent read.
thanks so much for your insights regarding the title. i appreciate, as always, your stopping by & taking the time to comment.
Love this, Joanna. Sigh.
I really like your writing style. Your poems are full of imagery and just beautifully written.