The Back Side of the Sun
When I cry with bitter tears, such that if you happen to wash in their pool I fear you may get poisoned, don't send your reasonable questions…
Poems Are Like…
Poems are like small projects Of the mind and heart When working together —In conflict or in peace— When wedding each other For the purpose of creation…
Total Love
Tired Withering Dark olive skin resting on the soft embrace of light blue shirt, like weary Atlas leaning against hospitable skies momentarily. And then those chestnut punctuations…
Olive Tree Treaty
I want to plant an olive tree In the yard. Don’t know how long it will take to bloom, But I want to make a start Tomorrow…
Life is Worth It: A Reading of Louis Aragon
Had we not known anything about Louis Aragon (c.1887-1982)—the poet, essayist, novelist and political activist whose oeuvre encompasses the whole ethos of the 20th century—we could have…
The Name of Truth
Truth is the agreement of our ideas with the ideas of God - Jonathan Edwards In the streets of the world Truth is walking veiled like…
Overhearing Rachel’s Conversation with God: A Short Story
R.: I have come to your House, sorry Temple, G-d, hm… Elohim, Adonai, Sir… G-d: You mean to my “Home”? R.: Yes, so true, it’s a Home…
Linda Vista: Of Proper Farewells
O, tender-hearted death, when it is time for you to haul my Lilliputian soul away inside your giant pentapedal palms —Herculean, innocent and friendly— sweating with midnight’s…
Address to Psychoanalysis
For Zoe Unorthodox healing art, akin more to Joseph the Egyptian’s craft of insight than to the Greek lexicon of medical wisdom, a match to archeologists’ hand-digging,…
Looking at Art
Art is a means of communication with people - Mussorgsky I look at art —American Indian, Minoan, Weimar Republic art— and it is beautiful, beautiful, beautiful… all…
To Young Artemis
Divine huntress, in your chase of things wild over the mountains of Kynthos and of the world, chase for fame, gold, greatness, glory —overabundant to qualify for…