This World Is Not Conclusion (Honoring the Poetry of Others)
this world is not conclusion a species stands beyond - invisible, as music - but positive as sound - it beckons, and it baffles philosophy – don’t know - and through a riddle, at the last sagacity...
View ArticleOLD AGE
When Is it time to Consider death? Useful for nature Troublesome for the heart Navigation lights preset Trumpeting the intractable Quieted by ministerings Of vicodin And helpless Knowledge Lost in...
View ArticleREQUIEM FOR A STUPID PLANET
This cold planet Stupidly hosts The souls who would Heal Next to those who Would burn The planet freely giving Its resources To those serving Greedy gods Who stand in unctuous profile In chambers...
View ArticleLOSING MY RELIGION
Torn mad between Disbelief and A final cloud-soft Happiness A Christian hoax That hides the knife Stabbing me everyday Headlines broadcasting seeds Of human decay Oh, sweat mead – me Drink and forget...
View ArticleTHE SECRETIVE MS. PEESKINS
Ms. Peeskins on her favorite perch Haughty, stretching Guiltlessly warm I tell her one day I’ll refuse To put wood on the fire See what happens then She keeps her head to the window Looking for a bird...
View ArticleIn the Wee Hour of Life
My father-in-law, Lucidity, blinking and broken Declares his life a night, a forgotten dimension. So fast, where Did it go? He is still outside The forest of human Travel Following the script Of...
View ArticleWHAT THE GODS KNEW
No “why?” of golden age At peace with my life-sustaining Looped desires on fixed stage No things to want remaining Labored fact, age doth bring Leaves Chronus parsing truth Calypso discovered not a...
View ArticleTERRIBLE GOODNESS
We legislate our terrible goodness As if nature didn’t exist As if she will not open her great maw of Poetic justice and suck in her Poisoned air As if she will forever Keep mighty trees propping...
View ArticleAROUND THE HOUSE IN A BAD MOOD
I awake from unremembered dreams troubled yet I’ve slept well In spite of worldwide poverty, Death and destruction – a chronicle of Certain doom for the open sores; souls Vulnerable to the underside...
View ArticleGET A NEW WORLD
Get a new World throw the old one out whatever is is not one can drink the doubt Etherized village housing the bomb spasms of brilliance an end to aplomb Playing in the fields of gods abstract...
View ArticleSTUTTERING JUSTICE
My dream disturbing: Grand black pianos dropping from the sky Missing bodies frolicking in an otherwise calm, moonlit ocean Black men still being killed with impunity I awake Channeling E.B. White: “I...
View ArticleTHE STORY OF US
I awake most mornings to a sense of deficiency; my mind is hard to move forward – like an old car with a slipping clutch. And I can’t sit in front of my computer anymore, put on my favorite music,...
View ArticleThis Much I Know is True: My Last Day of 2013
On this last day of 2013 I am weary of new year’s resolutions – you know those promises we make to ourselves that have a shelf-life of twenty minutes – sixty if I’m lucky. I awoke this morning...
View ArticleFreedom from Bondage and FEAR
Below is a piece written by writer and editor Hamden Rice HamdenRice - Daily Kos. Because I aspire to write with such passion and...
View ArticleNOTHING COLD CAN STAY
Today it will not be 60 degrees A headline ripped from the Tabloid of terrible weather Hard to stay current in cold Trying – even with chilly headlines From the Gray Lady Words in search of life...
View ArticleANGEL IN THE OUTFIELD
In 1998 I was “stuck” with western New York’s equivalent of “The Bad News Bears.” A team no one wanted and I, by default (with a son moving up to majors with his father as coach),...
View ArticleMy Mother: Celebrating the Life of Ruth Norman
My mother – beautiful at 58 years old What does a cup of coffee, a wicked sense of humor, and a loving and determined mother have in common? All three of the above elements served as foundation for all...
View ArticleMAYA ANGELOU
MAYA ANGELOUFROM : NEW YORK TIMES, 5/29/14 The mid-70s: You misunderstood me Even so – I had not lived long Enough to be that cynical Smart-assed insecurity Youth is so ignorant of skin and time My...
View ArticleFrom Watts to Ferguson
New York Times photo – 8/14/14 And this is what becomes of youth Arm and arm with desire Standing staunch facing abuse Before a funeral pyre Youth inbred with courage and past Arm and arm with desire...
View ArticleWHAT DOES NOT DISTURB
We make out of the quarrel with others rhetoric but the quarrel with ourselves – poetry ~ Yeats The hungry brat-god Squatting over a world Pushes his toy soldiers off to war...
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