January 2023
Robert K. Johnson
choirofday@cs.com
Bio Note: My poems are spins on our everyday world, which has always gripped me much more than science-fiction worlds. A now retired English Professor, I taught for many years at Suffolk University in Boston. I also for several years was Poetry Editor for IBBETSON STREET magazine. I have had several collections of poems published.

A Little Song
	for Rachael

The rush of pleasure
that ripples through you

when you--returning home--
bend over and take off 
your high heel shoes

is what I feel
every time I see you.
Originally published in Sarasvati

Back In The Good Old Days

I swallowed a slice of apple 
with a little brown seed tucked in it--
and my older brother gasped 

and told me the bad news:
that seed would grow inside me
into an apple tree,

though when I ran to her,
my mother laughed and said 
that would never happen except 

in my fertile imagination.
©2023 Robert K. Johnson
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