The Drone

I remember
when it was merely
a dull sound

and no one walking
down the road
sitting on a park bench
or dancing at a wedding

had anything to fear

The drone wasn’t warlike
merely a nuisance
triumphantly brushed aside

by beauty

like an apple tree in winter
a parade of women
in summer dresses
and yes the poet
droning on far too long


Tim Suermondt is the author of two full-length collections of poems: Trying to Help the Elephant Man Dance (The Backwaters Press, 2007) and Just Beautiful (New York Quarterly Books, 2010). He has poems published and forthcoming in Poetry, The Georgia Review, Blackbird, Able Muse, Prairie Schooner, PANK, Bellevue Literary Review, Plume Poetry Journal, North Dakota Quarterly, Mudlark, december magazine, Ploughshares, and Stand Magazine in England. He lives in Cambridge, MA, with his wife, the poet Pui Ying Wong.

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