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Ra
Falcon from another sun rising before us from the mist from the great river from time out of memory Speaker of secret names we are your cattle and these your endless fields Here in your presence are light heat warmth … Continue reading
Reflected and made holy
Sometimes I forget what a beautiful woman you are But here under this frozen sky in this light reflected and made holy in your tears I see it And it is a terrible, rending beauty I would wrap you in … Continue reading
The impalings of my soul
These wounds, my Love, are now Yours You’ve taken them from me every cut, every piercing, every vain tear and all the varied impalings of my soul – they now pass to You And You smile as You take each … Continue reading
My stigmata returns (for Li Po, dancing in the moonlight)
My stigmata returns among deformity in my hand and in my spirit I am wretched lousy as lousy Salinger would say Yet in her there is hope I extend my hand and she takes it claims it unfolds it entwines … Continue reading
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Tagged Francis of Assisi, Ghosts, JD Salinger, Li Po, Love, Poem, Poems, Poetry
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Adams the Elder
“I am fairly out and you are fairly in See which of us will be happiest” Oh cruel history How torturous a fate To have been democracy’s clarion only to become second fiddle To be placed between the father of … Continue reading
The Honduran
We have danced many times Why won’t you look me in the eyes? the soul? Why don’t you kiss me on the mouth? I find you hollow Bitter A bit too dark Mellow when you should have fire Yet tonight … Continue reading
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Tagged A Foriegn Hymnal, Coffee, Poem, Poems, Poetry, Zingerman's Coffee Company
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Cadillac Mountain
From where the mountain meets the shore you are in the distance, in the future- I am shrouded like the coastline below blinded by the mist, the rain, the tears- Waiting for you to rise like the sun
Washington
Scoundrel, Fool, Hero Father To a country In love with your best friend’s wife Starting your own wars White-knuckled restraint Refusal to be a monarch They call Jefferson the sphinx But you are a history further back- Shrouded in mists … Continue reading
Of ghosts and presidents
If you have not noticed, my poems here are parts of larger poetic cycles. You can find these groupings in the tags on the poems. The cycle that I recently completed, Lines in Testimony, gripped me like none ever has. … Continue reading
For Tu Fu
Dragonflies from the accidental pond come to hover above my beloved and me as we lie floating above the ruins Blue bodies and translucent wings beat out a rhythm feather-soft drifting through the air They look down upon these hands … Continue reading
