Monday, March 11, 2019

Sing Me a Love Song for My Irish Boy

March 12, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is St. Patrick’s Day.

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A St. Patrick’s Day love poem:

Sing me a love song for my Irish boy;
Take from me my heart, my head, my home;
Pass to him my body, life, and joy;
Add to his my fields of fertile loam.
To him I am and will be earth and heaven,
Resting in the sanctum of his fire;
In me he'll find all his gods have given,
Creating dynasties of his desire.
Know, my love, that I will come to you
'Ere this sun has set on Patrick's Day;
So you must find the courage to be true,
Daring to give other dreams away.
After this leap, all loneliness is past:
Years may come and go, but love will last.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: St. Patrick’s Day
3/12: Sing Me a Love Song for My Irish Boy

Sunday, March 10, 2019

Sing in Celebration of Your Race

March 11, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is St. Patrick’s Day.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A St. Patrick’s Day poem about the effect of ethnicity on one’s personality:

Sing in celebration of your race,
The anonymous composer of your song,
Passionate provider of your grace,
A host to which you cannot help belong.
Take a day to sing of who you are,
Rejoicing in the choice of what must be,
In gratitude for what, beyond the bar,
Chooses in dark joy one's history.
Know the lineaments of ancient lore
'Ere you feel and act, and know not why.
Stories long forgotten lie in store,
Destined for revision by and by.
All you are and do is not by chance,
Yet you may face your partners as you dance.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: St. Patrick’s Day
3/11: Sing in Celebration of Your Race

How Can I Have a Fight with My Best Friend

March 10, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is fear of love.

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A poem about fearing love after fights:

How can I have a fight with my best friend?
The mountain blows, the landscape is destroyed.
A desert where there once were fields and gardens.
Black lava where flowers once brought joy.

And then shoots of grass come through the blackness;
Slowly love asserts itself again.
He calls, I cry, we go through days of whispers,
And fields once more grow lush in sun and rain.

Ah! but now I'm fearful of the mountain:
I walk by trembling, set for it to blow.
Life's beautiful, but also very painful;
I have the strength to love, now that I know.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Fear of Love
3/10: How Can I Have a Fight with My Best Friend

Saturday, March 9, 2019

When Love Is an Affliction

March 9, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is fear of love.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A poem about the fear of breaking up a painful love:

When love is an affliction,
There's not much one can do.
Despite the way you've treated me,
I'm still in love with you.

I am the wave and you the rock
Against which I must break:
Again, again the crushing jolt,
The pain I can't forsake;

Again, again the long retreat
To safety, far from shore,
And then again, I don't know why,
The long trip back for more.

Perhaps it is nostalgia for
A long uncertain glow,
Or just some hope so beautiful
I cannot let it go.

Perhaps it is the need to try
For those who must depend
On who we are and what we do,
For whom this should not end.

What evil makes you hurt me so,
What defect of the heart?
What sense there is no greater whole
Of which you are a part?

What lonely choice that only you
Be served by what you choose?
What hard, hard fear of losing what
It is a gift to lose?

I dream sometimes my waiting love
Has made you turn again.
But you care only for yourself,
And I must love in vain.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Fear of Love
3/9: When Love Is an Affliction

Friday, March 8, 2019

You Wrote Your Name upon Her Thigh

March 8, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is fear of love.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A poem about a healthy fear of love that is not mutual:

You wrote your name upon her thigh
And looked at me. I wondered why
You hurt me so. What demon drew
You on to be so not like you?

Sometimes it seems you want to cause
Me grief, as if to test the loss
Of me, to see how much sweet pain
You need to feel alive again.

I love you, yet I fear a love
In which my function is to prove
Repeatedly you cannot lose
The thing you want but cannot choose.

I stay in hopes that you will see
Someday you cannot hope to be
Both fully loved and fully free,
For love comes only mutually.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Fear of Love
3/8: You Wrote Your Name upon Her Thigh

Thursday, March 7, 2019

The Apartment Is Dark

March 7, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is fear of love.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A poem about the calm after a tempestuous breakup:

The apartment is dark.
I like it that way.
Through unshaded windows
I look across the street.
People there have lights on.
I see them through curtains.
A muscular young man
Washes dishes with his wife.
A woman drinks beer
In the blue light of TV.
On the top floor a mother,
A daughter, a daughter:
Three without men.
Next door an old couple
Smothers the fear
Of who will die first.
In a singles bar
I meet a woman
And have nothing to say.
Too many times
I have said the same things.
I watch here in darkness,
In the peace of aloneness,
And think about me,
And think about you.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Fear of Love
3/7: The Apartment Is Dark

Tuesday, March 5, 2019

Love Lingers in the Alleyways

March 6, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is fear of love.

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A poem about fearing the chains of love, and fearing the loss of what love might destroy:

Love lingers in the alleyways
And wafts across the streets,
And knocks upon my double doors
But never does come in.

Love finds a home in entrance ways
And rattles round retreats,
And scurries past the faint applause
Just two doors down from sin.

Ah! Would I love would I but know
What love might have in store!
For I have fears of heavy chains
That jangle in my joy.

And I have fears of floods that flow
From asking life for more.
Silent, I prefer the gains
Such tempests would destroy.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Fear of Love
3/6: Love Lingers in the Alleyways

Monday, March 4, 2019

There Is No Life Without Its Share of Pain

March 5, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is fear of love.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A poem to someone in pain who is afraid to love again:

Nor can you love and not feel agony,
A need whose hunger drives you near insane,
A state in which you must, but cannot be.

There is no cure, nor anything to say,
Nor any aspirin for unhappiness.
Other friends and loves will come your way
And then pass on through death or faithlessness.

And so if you would ever dwell in joy,
You must embrace the agony of sorrow.
Time will all you love and need destroy,
But you will heal to love again tomorrow.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Fear of Love
3/5: There Is No Life Without Its Share of Pain

Sunday, March 3, 2019

Your Fear Is Not Surprising

March 4, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is fear of love.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A poem to someone who is afraid to love:

Your fear is not surprising.
It's always ended badly:
Fury, betrayals, recriminations.
Then, for days and weeks and months
An agony worse than grief
Because you also feel like such a fool.

Love is like diving or rock climbing:
Spectacular, but your heart sticks in your mouth
Every moment you're there.
There's an ease in not caring,
A looseness in the belly.
Then, as love approaches, a knot tightens like a snake.

Being alone and free is like looking in from outside:
People give and get affection,
Are seized by extraordinary happiness and pain,
Live in prison and in heaven,
Deal with the necessity of working on what must be worked out,
While you watch them as if they were on TV.

Life is full of love and difficulty.
Its riches cannot be gotten at except through choice.
You must enter it by loving this person or that person,
And people inevitably fall short of your hopes.
But to live and not love, and not be loved,
Is like spending your entire life alone in your room.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Fear of Love
3/4: Your Fear Is Not Surprising

Saturday, March 2, 2019

Nine: A Number Poem About the Last Single-Digit Age

March 3, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is one-digit number poems for children under ten.

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A number poem to a nine year old about the last single-digit age:

Nine is the last single-digit age.
In a year, you’ll require two.
Now, though, it’s too soon to turn the page.
Enjoy this last year of one-digit you!

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: One-Digit Number Poems for Children under Ten
3/3: Nine: A poem about the last single-digit age.

Friday, March 1, 2019

Eight: A Poem About Childhood Fantasies

March 2, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is one-digit number poems for children under ten.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A number poem for an eight year old focusing on childhood fantasies:

Eight year olds have fantasies of power:
In space or castles old, or under sail,
Grappling against darkness they prevail.
However foul the night or bleak the hour,
Troll-spirits wake, and dream a hero's tale.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: One-Digit Number Poems for Children under Ten
3/2: Eight: A poem about childhood fantasies.

Six: A Poem About the Power of the Imagination

March 1, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is one-digit number poems for children under ten.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A number poem for a six year old about the power of the imagination:

Six-year-olds love acting out their parts.
Imagination underlies all arts,
X-ing out the humdrum in their hearts.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: One-Digit Number Poems for Children under Ten
3/1: Six: A poem about the power of the imagination.

Thursday, February 28, 2019

Five: A Poem About What Five Year Olds Like

February 28, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is one-digit number poems for children under ten.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A number poem about what five year olds like:

Five year olds like books and bears,
Ibises and rocking chairs,
Violets, peaches, pandas, pears,
Elephants, horses, hats, and hares.
 © by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: One-Digit Number Poems for Children under Ten
2/28: Five: A poem about what five year olds like.

Wednesday, February 27, 2019

Four: A Poem About the Secret of Happiness


February 27, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is one-digit number poems for children under ten.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A number poem for a four year old about the secret of happiness:

Four years old is just what I am now.
Of all the ages, four years old is best
Until I'm five, and so on with the rest.
Remember: to be happy, this is how.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: One-Digit Number Poems for Children under Ten

Monday, February 25, 2019

Three: A Poem About the Gift of Childhood Imagination

February 26, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is one-digit number poems for children under ten.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A number poem for a three year old about the gift of childhood imagination:

Three year olds parade around the room,
Half here and half not-here. The radiant mind
Renders worlds upon its magic loom,
Even as adults watch from their gloom,
Enchanted with the gift they left behind.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: One-Digit Number Poems for Children under Ten
2/26: Three: A poem about the gift of childhood imagination.

One: A Poem About Delight in Simply Being

February 25, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is one-digit number poems for children under ten.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A number poem about the delight of a one year old in simply being:

One is like the first fish from the sea:
Near crazy with delight merely to be,
Each stone or star an equal mystery.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: One-Digit Number Poems for Children under Ten
2/25: One: A poem about delight in simply being.

Sunday, February 24, 2019

For Vegans, There Are Blessings from the Future

February 24, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is politics, in honor of Presidents Day, which is celebrated on February 20.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A number poem about people in the future looking back gratefully on present-day vegans as having made a significant political choice:

For vegans, there are blessings from the future.
One takes pleasure in them in advance,
Relishing the grateful backward glance
Towards oneself from those who’ll cherish nature,
Yet know that it did not survive by chance.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Politics
2/22: First Step
2/24: For Vegans, There Are Blessings from theFuture

Friday, February 22, 2019

The Secretary-General at Midnight

February 23, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is politics, in honor of Presidents Day, which is celebrated on February 20.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A political poem about an imaginary Secretary-General of the United Nations thinking about the possibility of a nuclear holocaust:

The Secretary-General at midnight
Having spent a long day on his knees:
Even as the Earth twirls towards twilight,
Sovereign states do ever as they please,
Each doomed along with all, as none foresees.
Challenged, the one nation that must lead
Reiterates its reasons to refuse,
Even as the barracuda breed,
Threatening a game that all must lose,
A chance no gambler, crazed or drunk, would choose.
Restricted to the power of persuasion,
Yielding, naturally, but scant success;
Given but the stature of his station,
Eliciting fine words to please the press;
Near desperate, he starts slowly to undress.
Elevate your legs, he thinks, and then
Reclines as usual, and then again
Alights, and feels the Earth beneath him spin,
Longing more and more for less and less.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Politics
2/22: First Step
2/23: The Secretary-General at Midnight

Thursday, February 21, 2019

First Step

February 22, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is politics, in honor of Presidents Day, which is celebrated on February 20.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A political poem written for a non-profit organization in Nepal called First Step:

First step towards a better life,
One step at a time.
First step towards enough for all,
One step at a time.
First step to preserve the land,
One step at a time.
First step towards a world at peace,
One step at a time.

First step, first step,
One must take the first step.
First step, first step,
We will take the first step.
First step, first step,
Come take with us the first step.

First step towards a job for all,
One step at a time.
First step towards free time for all,
One step at a time.
First step towards free school for all,
One step at a time.
First step towards healthcare for all,
One step at a time.

First step, first step,
One must take the first step.
First step, first step,
We will take the first step.
First step, first step,
Come take with us the first step.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Politics
2/22: First Step

Wednesday, February 20, 2019

Justice and Deterrence

February 21, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is politics, in honor of Presidents Day, which was celebrated yesterday, February 20.

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A set of proverbs about the proper punishment of crimes:

JUSTICE AND DETERRENCE

1. The punishment of crime serves two masters – justice and deterrence.

2. Justice is the civilized substitute for vengeance, addressing the desire for symmetry of suffering by demanding that the severity of the punishment equal the severity of the crime.

3. Justice would seem to require the death penalty as punishment for murder – a life for a life. But the death penalty is absolute, while guilt or innocence is ever uncertain. The injustice of executing a possibly innocent person outweighs the justice of executing a possibly guilty one. Thus the just penalty for intentional murder is life imprisonment, not execution.

4. Deterrence requires that the severity of the punishment be sufficient to reduce substantially the commission of the crime. More severity would be unnecessarily harsh; less would be ineffective.

5. There is an inverse proportion between the likelihood of punishment and the severity necessary to deter a crime; that is, the more likely it seems that one will be arrested and convicted of a crime, the less severe the punishment need be to deter one from committing it, and vice versa.

6. However, since much crime is irrational, the result of desperation, addiction, or mental illness, deterrence is only one of a number of social strategies required to reduce it.

7. Justice is moral; deterrence, practical. Justice reflects the philosophical view of human behavior; deterrence, the psycho/social view. While just sentences are weighed on an absolute scale, sentences for the purpose of deterrence require constant calibration.

8. The perennial conflict between justice and deterrence is played out in legislatures and in the hearts and minds of judges, which is why legislatures should adopt sentencing guidelines, but with enough latitude to allow judges to apply the principles of both to an individual case.

9. In such an application, it would seem that if a just punishment were more severe than deterrence required, justice should take precedence, whereas if a punishment necessary for deterrence were more severe than justice required, deterrence should take precedence. For deterrence would not suffer if the just punishment were more severe, just as justice for the victim would not suffer if the punishment necessary for deterrence were more severe. Whereas if the punishment were less severe than justice required, the victim would suffer, while if the punishment were less severe than was necessary for deterrence, society would suffer.

10. Justice for the criminal is important, but less so than justice for the victim or the social interest in deterring crime. A criminal should be punished no more than either justice or deterrence requires, whichever is more severe.

11. If incarceration is the appropriate punishment, it should be both humane and productive – humane to serve justice, productive to serve deterrence. For it is unjust to sentence a criminal to an inhumane incarceration, where he or she is subject to violence. And it deters crime to allow prisoners the opportunity to acquire skills and an education so that they can be gainfully employed on the outside. These requirements are expensive, but well worth the investment, and are as much a part of deterrence as the severity of punishment. What is spent on the criminal on the inside is saved on the outside, providing that it is spent wisely. Both justice and deterrence require no less.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Politics
2/21: Justice and Deterrence

Twenty-Nine4

February 20, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is politics, in honor of Presidents Day, which is celebrated today, February 20.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A number poem about someone who is completely devoted to a political cause:

Twenty-nine delights in erudition,
Well versed in everything he wants to know.
Each database his intellect devours
Needs just a bit of sun before it flowers,
Time within him rarely running slow.
Yet he never changes his position.

Nor does he care about his own condition,
Invested in a cause he can't forgo,
Needing every bit of ammunition,
Each fact that might give his ideas more power.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Politics
2/20: Twenty-Nine4

Monday, February 18, 2019

Borders Are Obscenities

February 19, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is politics, in honor of Presidents Day, which will be celebrated tomorrow, February 20.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A political poem about the nature of borders:

Borders are obscenities,
Barbed wire through the heart,
Guardians of amenities
Tearing us apart;

Scars across the living Earth,
Remnants of old wounds;
Bastions of good luck at birth;
Death among the dunes;

Walls to stop a surging sea,
Keeping back the tide
Of those of us who are not we
Yet would join us inside;

Fortresses of fortunes good
And prison camps of bad;
Boundaries of brotherhood
In mines and sensors clad;

Soon, we hope, to be just lines
Unnoticed as we pass
Some unobtrusive welcome signs
Half hidden in tall grass.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Politics
2/19: Borders Are Obscenities

Sunday, February 17, 2019

Here We Have No Harbingers

February 18, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is politics, in honor of Presidents Day, which is celebrated on February 20.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A poem about the gloomy prospects of a country deep in debt:

Here we have no harbingers,
No hints of what's to come.
We add up all our prophesies,
But cannot find a sum.

It's bad, it's bad – that's all we know.
We've spent our legacy,
And now must bear ballooning debt
Through poisonous debris.

The engineers and CEOs,
The bankers, brokers, boards,
Accountants and attorneys for
The all-but-knighted lords --

They did all right, those scavengers
Who ravaged lives and lands
To build a rag-tag vessel that
Will go down with all hands.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Politics
2/18: Here We Have No Harbingers

How Little in Me Is Not Touched by You

February 17, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Valentine’s Day, which was celebrated on February 14.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A Valentine’s Day poem to a friend:

How little in me is not touched by you!
A friendship is a light that fills the heart,
Painting with its gold each darkened hue,
Providing warmth to each sequestered part.
You are the mirror of my better self,
Verifier of the best in me,
A bridge across the unsuspected gulf
Lodged between what can and ought to be.
Expectations can be wings, not bars,
Necessary to sustain our flight.
The faith of friends in us is wholly ours,
Incoming to uplift us to its height.
No soul can see itself, but must depend,
Each on each, upon a trusted friend.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Valentine’s Day
2/17: How Little in Me Is Not Touched by You

Friday, February 15, 2019

Hope Is a Breeze Across an Open Field

February 16, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Valentine’s Day, which was celebrated on February 14.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A Valentine’s Day poem about the need for freedom in love:

Hope is a breeze across an open field.
Anger comes from pounding on a door,
Positive one wants the door to yield.
Perhaps from this one senses something more.
Yearning is a song to wake the dead.
Very few can yearn for what is theirs.
Although love waits half-naked on the bed,
Life can seem a maze of doors and stairs.
Each soul pursues the prey of its desire,
Not knowing that to have must mean to kill.
There is no deed that documents love's fire;
In lovers' hearts, one comes and goes at will.
Need is a wind that strips the landscape bare;
Eventually one turns, and love is there.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Valentine’s Day
2/16: Hope Is a Breeze Across an Open Field

Here There Are Not Tears Enough to Tell You

February 15, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Valentine’s Day, which was celebrated yesterday, February 14.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A Valentine’s Day poem about the difficulty of declaring one’s love:

Here there are not tears enough to tell you
All the love I have within my heart,
Plainly to proclaim my love before you,
Put with simple grace and little art.
Yet I must try, for love ought not be hidden,
Veiled for fear of nakedness if known,
Afraid to enter silences unbidden
Lest it should have to cross the stage alone.
Even so, love needs the wings of words:
No truth is not transfigured by expression.
The heart of love, like those of captured birds,
Interred too long succumbs to its depression.
Nor are words enough, for love is more
Elusive than a verbal net can hold,
Singing like a sea across my shore,
Dancing back, white fold on endless fold.
All I am and have I give to you,
Yet love needs more, and more I cannot do.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Valentine’s Day
2/15: Here There Are Not Tears Enough to Tell You

Wednesday, February 13, 2019

Here Among the Lovers I Wait Willing

February 14, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Valentine’s Day, which is celebrated today, February 14.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A poem about lovers who must be apart on Valentine’s Day:

Here among the lovers I wait willing,
Alone because I cannot be with you,
Pensive in the press of people filling
Promenades with passions old and new.
Yet I am happy in my melancholy,
Vested in a love that like the night
Arrays itself in dreams that clothe me wholly,
Leaving me contented till the light.
Even were I with you, we would wander
Near the things that still are yet to be,
Taking pleasure in that prescient wonder
In which we find the purest ecstasy.
Nor would our love be greater not apart,
Each with each together in the heart.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Valentine’s Day
2/14: Here Among the Lovers I Wait Willing

Happy Valentine, My Love

February 13, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Valentine’s Day, which is celebrated tomorrow, February 14.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A Valentine’s Day poem to a loved one:

Happy Valentine, my love!
All my love is yours.
Praised be love that brings us home,
Pleased to claim these shores.
Yearnings here find harborage;
Vanities, sly smiles.
All that righteous anger rends,
Love here reconciles.
Even in the darkness where
No bitterness finds rest,
Thoughts of you are like a dawn,
Inducing happiness.
Nor would I have so light a heart
Except that I am blessed!

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Valentine’s Day
2/13: Happy Valentine, My Love

Tuesday, February 12, 2019

Happiness Is Not a Tended Rose

February 12, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Valentine’s Day, which is celebrated on February 14.

I welcome comments on my poems at https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .

A Valentine’s Day poem about the need for love to overcome life’s pain:

Happiness is not a tended rose
Amid the prescient beauty of a garden:
Perhaps one senses soon some gate may close;
Perhaps one senses soon the earth will harden.
Years come and go like waves upon a shore,
Violent or peaceful with the wind.
After one has given up on more,
Love waits within the heart, its faith undimmed.
Even in a passage void of light,
Nether windings black with rage and grief,
There are waters sweet with lost delight
In which one finds a long longed-for relief.
No happiness can overcome life's pain
Except one love, and love give life again.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Valentine’s Day
2/12: Happiness Is Not a Tended Rose