Judith Askew’s most recent poem to appear here was “The Coming of Comfort” (July 2018).

7-11
By Judith Askew

Who has luck? Who has timing?
Is luck a matter of timing?

Does being in the right place at the right time
ring a happy bell of affluence?

What do we want luck for—
to have more, better, best?

What’s a lucky charm for?
A rabbit’s foot? 

To help a dream come true?

Luck seems like a sometime thing,
a Lady Luck not to be depended on
even if luck be a lady tonight.

Lucky stiff. Now what does that mean?
Some guy got lucky?

Some people credit luck for their success,
always a dash of luck in their life stories.

Good to have luck under your lucky stars.
Truly dumb luck there, I expect.