2 poems by Ricky Garni

    Bill Withers

    Part of me wishes I lived when whale blubber was used

    for almost everything but part of me is also glad that

    I missed this time entirely. I think that I would have

    preferred to live in a time when you could ride alongside

    a whale in the ocean because they saw you as a friend

    and were not concerned that you might want them simply

    for their blubber.


    Dylan once said that a nail is dead.

    It simply is not true! Anyone who has

    accidentally hammered a nail into

    a finger or a heart knows that it is

    simply not true. The nail is alive and

    full of verve and spirit and color as

    much as any bird you might find in

    Shakespeare that has been nailed

    into your heart. Now if you did it

    with intent – things would be different –

    a nail can be as dead as a doornail. Only

    then is Dylan a finer man than Shakespeare.

    And only then do you care to not read either.

    You would rather be in a boat, firmed by nails,

    in an ocean that never existed until you put a boat

    in it.


    Ricky Garni grew up in Miami and Maine. He works as a graphic designer by day and writes music by night. His latest work, A CONCERNED PARTY MEETS A PERSON OF INTEREST, was released in the Spring of 2019.