FIRST SHIFT
FIRST SHIFT
A groggy morning
pushes back sheets of
early day-break
and climbs down a building;
stands yawning on the
top of a lamppost
and goes to shower
in the icy side streets.
He goes to work soon--
while the night shift
sleeps.
James Morgan
Published in: America Sings: 1961 Anthology of College Poetry
National Poetry Association
3210 Shelby Avenue
Los Angeles 34, California
November, 1961
Commentary, poetry, pictures, humor about life as seen through the eyes of a man old enough to know better but undisciplined enough to expose his inner processes to anybody curious enough to look. This is the next step in my attempt to follow meaningful paths after the death of my wife of nearly forty-four years from cancer. It is therapy for a retired psychotherapist. We will discover the limits as we go.
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