The Noah Affair

A poem by Richard E. Sherwin

cut noah some slack
over a hundred years to
grow the bloody wood
and then to hammer thumbs and
nails together so

stinking noisy cells
can float the seasick year he
feeds and scrapes the food
and crap of all creation
while rains beat hell down with not

a one of all his
friends acquaintances and all
their company of
ridicule alone alive
unwanted patriarch who’d

not plant vines first or
soon and drink his memories
away till naked
as the Lord has left him his
sons can cover up his name