Julia Griffin: Good Days And Bad Days

“I have good days and I have bad days” – Alex Trebek
“So, there’s good days and bad days” – Ocean Vuong 

– In the same edition of The LA Times.


“So, there’s good days and bad days,” says Ocean Vuong.
“I have good days and I have bad days,” says Alex Trebek.
None of this can rightly be said to be wrong.

There’s pro and there’s con, at the end of the day, all along:
And the day may be pink champagne or absolute dreck.
“So? There’s good days and bad days,” says Ocean Vuong.

What doesn’t kill you, apparently, makes you strong.
How the cards will fall, it seems, depends on the deck.
None of this can rightly be said to be wrong.

Wait till the Fat Lady gasps out the end of her song;
Else conclusions must all be taken on spec.
“So. There’s good days and bad days,” says Ocean Vuong.

Life is a ping-pong game: there’s ping and there’s pong:
There are good days (yes); there are also bad days (check).
None of this can rightly be said to be wrong.

Good days, you soar: there’s cash, big fame, and a gong;
Bad days, mortality grips you hard by the neck;
One day one phrase served both Trebek and Vuong.
None of this can rightly be said to be wrong.