August 25, 2020
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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is psychology.
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A psychological number poem about the angst of youth:
Tonight there are no stars. The air seems
Wild with hunger. All night it remains
Evening. Desire seems almost like regret.
Not even ecstasy will calm us. Let
The singers fill the darkness. Our games
Yield only hours. We wait. Time redeems.
To dream's the calling of a youth, yet
Who dares call together all those dreams,
Or touch the ones selected for the flames?
© by Nicholas Gordon
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This week’s theme: Psychology
August 24: To Know Another, One Must Be Insane
August 25: Tonight There Are No Stars
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