Pot Luck

        Pot Luck

It’s one of those nights when
neighbors wander the suburban streets
carrying casseroles and salad bowls
and store bought pies – like random
wise men bearing different dishes
and following separate stars:
some bringing their family
favorite, some trying something
new, others unloading the unwanted
in the name of economy.
With luck, such a lottery will
produce a solid meal; without it,
rows on rows of insubstantial
jell-o molds. So much depends upon

what we all bring to the table.