Category: poetry

  • understanding poetry

    “I don’t quite understand about understanding poetry. I experience poems with pleasure….” — John Ashbery Me either. I don’t understand most of the poems I read. But they make me happy or sad, or thoughtful, or inspired, or excited, or depressed. I’m excited at a word used in a new…

  • Never

    Never in my lifetime have I seen So much, so fast, so soon. Facts, ideas, opinions, innuendo, Flying at me wherever I go to watch and listen. Being 69, television’s child, I remember Little Rock and Einstein’s dead, and the Hungarian Revolt and Sputnik paranoia, and Khrushchev in Disneyland, and…

  • the meaning of Christmas

    The advent of joy. The best of intentions. The rush to get ready. The brightness of light. The satisfaction of knowing. The quiet of night. The celebration of family. The silence of contentment. The starkness of reality. The triumph of peace.

  • October

    October. So cool, so nostalgic. Harvest and harvest moons, Up in the sky. The long decline begins with a spiritual ascendancy. So much to do before the end, But we may as well go out harvesting joy, Wherever we find it. And lift up ourselves up before The re-birth and new…