I suspect no one knows

I am the poet laureate

of my street. 

I declare myself him,

but—who knows!, 

might there be a budding

Frost or Williams or Kooser

on my same block?

( I would never think of one block over.)

Should I call a competition?

Go door to door?

Perhaps put a scroll of poems

in each mailbox, declaring...

Ah, I fear,

an aesthetic instinct,

the time is probably not ripe.

When it is, I will strike. 

I have no fear 

just as I have no rhymes,

free verse my thoroughfare.



Vern Fein has published poems in *82 Review, The Literary Nest, Silver Birch Press, Rat's Ass Review, Bindweed Magazine, Gyroscope Review, a haiku, Spillwords, VerseWrights, VietNam War Poetry, Ibis Head Review, Spindrift, Former People, has a non-fiction pieces in Quail Bell and The Write Place at the Write Time, and has a short story in the the online magazine Duende from Goddard College.