Three Poems
Mark Yakich

At Seventy After the Stroke

Lineation is everything to
An inmate,
But to die on a mattress on p. 129. . .

My Ndugu

Isn't anything

But a trapped bird.
I wanted this

To starve a community.

Aisle of Auschwitz

Hand alternates page
For permission slip.

The teacher in the photo,
Standing before the epitaph --

"Arbeit Macht Frei" --
From history's spit,

An ode.