POEM: "NO QUESTIONS, NO DINOSAURS"

1.

No noon rest, no quiet tinder
No squirt rinse, no red squid
No taurus resin, no equus suds
No disaster sounds, no noise donors

No inside oats, no susan diets
No norse tunes, no neat stains
No quota trains, no tin nuns
No nation rust, no treason ruts

No sin dross, no sand daisies
No raisin squares, no sinus rain
No drain rent, no stasis dunes
No dirt rants, no oars arouse

No notions, no rinds, no turds, no dinner
No quest, no noses, no trends, no sequiturs

2.

The land is too dry
for planting, and our crops are
burning in the field


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(As published in the second issue of American Writing [1990], wherein it was misattributed to "Arsenio Ortega."  My first published poems in over a quarter of a century can be found here.)