A Reconciliation Bill
︎︎︎ Johann Bartlett
︎ June 22, 2026
Did they ever think it would come to this?
He did;
You were not consul for that session you did
Not chair the committee but added to the paper
Glacier a little rejoinder; a bill of attainder for the wrong person
You will never meet the right person there is an evil evil curse which Pygmies never utter
Nor when hunting pheasants on the grounds
Did you let it slip into your mind; good for you
I drink the wrong drink; the water of memory and not forgetting
The epiphany brought back to life, for what:
Did Lazarus go into carpentry?
No, it is blasphemous to speculate but
Awe; there will always be awe
He did;
You were not consul for that session you did
Not chair the committee but added to the paper
Glacier a little rejoinder; a bill of attainder for the wrong person
You will never meet the right person there is an evil evil curse which Pygmies never utter
Nor when hunting pheasants on the grounds
Did you let it slip into your mind; good for you
I drink the wrong drink; the water of memory and not forgetting
The epiphany brought back to life, for what:
Did Lazarus go into carpentry?
No, it is blasphemous to speculate but
Awe; there will always be awe
Johann Bartlett is a poet from Washington, D.C.