Sunday, October 20, 2019

The Forced Separation of Indigenous Children from Their Parents: Australia

October 20, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Columbus Day and Indigenous Peoples’ Day, which are celebrated on Oct. 14.

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

A poem for Indigenous Peoples’ Day about the forced separation of indigenous children from their parents, based on passages from the Introduction to Bringing Them Home, the final report of the National Inquiry into the Separation of Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander Children from Their Families, conducted by the Human Rights and Equal Opportunity Commission: Confidential submission 318, Tasmania: removal from Cape Barren Island, Tasmania, of 8 siblings in the 1960s:

THE FORCED SEPARATION OF INDIGENOUS CHILDREN FROM THEIR PARENTS: AUSTRALIA

From the final report of the National Inquiry into the Separation of Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander Children from Their Families:

So the next thing I remember
Was that they took us away from there,
And we went to the hospital,
And I kept asking
Because the children were screaming,
And the little brothers and sisters were just babies of course,
And I couldn’t move, they were all around me,
Around my neck and legs, yelling and screaming.

I was all upset and I didn’t know what to do,
And I didn’t know where we were going.
I just thought: Well, they’re police,
They must know what they’re doing.
I suppose I’ve got to go with them.
They’re taking us to see Mum.
You know, this is what I honestly thought.

They kept us in hospital for three days,
And I kept asking,
‘When are we going to see Mum?’
And no one told us at this time.
And I think on the third or fourth day
They piled us in the car,
And I said, ‘Where are we going?’
And they said, ‘We are going to see your mother.’
But then we turned left to go to the airport,
And I got a little panicky
About where we were going.

They got hold of me,
And I got a little baby in my arms,
And they put us on the plane.
And still they told us
We were going to see Mum.
So I thought she must be
Wherever they’re taking us.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Columbus Day and Indigenous People’s Day
10/20: The Forced Separation of Indigenous Children from Their Parents: Australia

Saturday, October 19, 2019

The Ravages of Rum: America

October 19, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Columbus Day and Indigenous Peoples’ Day, which are celebrated on Oct. 14.

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A poem for Indigenous Peoples’ Day about the destruction of the indigenous peoples of America by liquor, based on passages from The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin:

THE RAVAGES OF RUM: AMERICA

From The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin:

As the Indians are extremely apt to get drunk,
And, when so, are very quarrelsome and disorderly,
We strictly forbade selling any liquor to them.
And when they complained of this restriction,
We told them that if they would continue sober
During the negotiations over the treaty,
We would give them plenty of rum
When the business was over.
They promised this, and kept their promise,
Because they could get no liquor,
And the negotiations were conducted
In a very orderly fashion,
And concluded to mutual satisfaction.

They then claimed and received the rum.
This was in the afternoon.
In the evening, hearing a great noise among them,
The commissioners walked out
To see what the matter was.
We found they had made a great bonfire
In the middle of the square.
They were all drunk, men and women, quarreling and fighting.
Their dark-colored bodies, half naked,
Seen only by the gloomy light of the bonfire,
Running after and beating one another with firebrands,
Accompanied by their horrid yelling,
Formed a scene best resembling our ideas of hell.
There was no appeasing the tumult,
And we retired to our lodging.
At midnight a number of them
Came thundering at our door,
Demanding more rum,
Of which we took no notice.

The next day,
Sensible that they had misbehaved,
They sent three of their old counselors to make their apology.
The orator acknowledged the fault,
But laid it upon the rum;
And then endeavored to excuse the rum
By saying, “The Great Spirit, who made all things,
Made everything for some use.
And whatever use he designed anything for,
That use it should always be put to.
Now, when he made rum, he said,
‘Let this be for the Indians to get drunk with,’
And so it must be.”

And, indeed, if it be the design of Providence
To extirpate these savages
In order to make room for cultivators of the earth,
It seems not improbable
That rum may be the appointed means.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Columbus Day and Indigenous People’s Day
10/19: The Ravages of Rum: America

Friday, October 18, 2019

The Ravages of Smallpox: Australia

October 18, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Columbus Day and Indigenous Peoples’ Day, which are celebrated on Oct. 14.

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A poem for Indigenous Peoples’ Day about the ravages of smallpox in Australia, based on passages from An Historical Journal of the Transactions at Port Jackson and Norfolk Island, published in 1793 by John Hunter:

THE RAVAGES OF SMALLPOX: AUSTRALIA

From An Historical Journal of the Transactions at Port Jackson and Norfolk Island published in 1793 by John Hunter:

I expressed much surprise at not having seen
A single native on the shore
Or a canoe as we came upon the ship;
The reason of which I could not comprehend
Until I was informed that the small-pox
Had made its appearance a few months ago
Among these unfortunate creatures.

It was truly shocking to go
Round the coves of this harbor,
Which were formerly so much frequented by the natives,
Where, in the caves of the rocks,
Which used to shelter whole families in bad weather,
Were now to be seen men, women, and children
Lying dead.
Some were sitting on their haunches
With their heads reclined beneath their knees.
Others were leaning against a rock
With their heads resting on it.

I saw a woman sitting on the ground
With her knees drawn up to her shoulders,
And her head resting on the sand
Between her feet.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Columbus Day and Indigenous People’s Day
10/18: The Ravages of Smallpox: Australia

Wednesday, October 16, 2019

The Attack of the Romans on the Celts at Ynes Mon

October 17, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Columbus Day and Indigenous Peoples’ Day, which are celebrated on Oct. 14.

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A poem for Indigenous Peoples’ Day about the attack of the Romans on the indigenous Celts at Ynes Mŏn, an island just off the coast of Wales, based on passages from Tacitus, Annals, XIV:

THE ATTACK OF THE ROMANS ON THE CELTS AT YNES MŎN

From Tacitus, Annals XIV:

Suetonius Paulinus prepared accordingly
To attack the island of Mona
Which had a considerable population of its own,
While serving as a haven for refugees.

In view of the shallow and variable channel,
He constructed a flotilla of boats with flat bottoms.
By this method the infantry crossed;
The cavalry, who followed,
Did so by fording or, in deeper water,
By swimming at the side of their horses.

On the beach stood an adverse array,
A serried mass of arms and men,
With women flitting between the ranks.
In the style of Furies,
In robes of deathly black and with disheveled hair,
They brandished their torches; while a circle of Druids,
Lifting their hands to heaven and showering imprecations,
Struck the troops with such awe at the extraordinary spectacle
That, as though their limbs were paralyzed,
They exposed their bodies to wounds
Without an attempt at movement.

Then, reassured by their general,
And inciting each other never to flinch
Before a band of females and fanatics,
They charged behind the standards,
Cut down all who met them,
And enveloped the enemy in his own flames.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Columbus Day and Indigenous People’s Day
10/17: The Attack of the Romans on the Celts at Ynes Mŏn

The Destruction of the Indies


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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Columbus Day and Indigenous Peoples’ Day, which are celebrated on Oct. 14.

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A poem for Indigenous Peoples’ Day based on passages from A Short Account of the Destruction of the Indies by Bartolomé de las Casas (written in 1542, published in 1552):
THE DESTRUCTION OF THE INDIES
From A Short Account of the Destruction of the Indies by Bartolomé de las Casas (written in 1542, published in 1552):
The settlers would erect long gibbets
To which they would bind thirteen of the Indians at one time,
In honor and reverence, they said,
Of Our Redeemer and the twelve Apostles,
And put firewood around it
And burn the Indians alive.
Another time, because the Indians
Did not give a settler a coffer filled with gold,
They killed countless souls,
And cut off the hands and noses of countless
Men and women, and others they threw
To the savage dogs,
Who tore them to pieces and ate them.
The cacique asked the holy father whether
Christians went to the sky. The priest replied
That they did, but only those who were good.
And the cacique then said that he
Did not desire to go to the sky,
But rather down to hell
So that he would not be where they were
And would not see such cruel people.
© by Nicholas Gordon
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This week’s theme: Columbus Day and Indigenous People’s Day
10/16: The Destruction of the Indies

Tuesday, October 15, 2019

The Enslavement of the Carribeans: Columbus' Second Voyage

October 15, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Columbus Day and Indigenous Peoples’ Day, which are celebrated on Oct. 14.

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THE ENSLAVEMENT OF THE CARIBBEANS: COLUMBUS’ SECOND VOYAGE

From a letter by Michele da Cuneo, who accompanied Columbus on his second voyage and wrote the letter after his return to Italy in 1495:

When our caravels were ready to depart,
We gathered 1,600 Indians, male and female,
And on the 17th of February 1495
Loaded aboard 650 of the best, both men and women.
The rest were offered to whoever wanted them.
And so it was.

When everyone was supplied with slaves,
About 400 were freed to go where they wished,
Among whom were females with nursing infants,
Whom they flung to the ground as they fled,
Fleeing like desperate persons
Seven or eight days from our settlement,
Beyond mountains and great rivers,
So that it would be nearly impossible
Ever to take them again.

As pleased God we had such favorable winds
That we reached the island of Madeira in 23 days.
But by that time some 200 of the Indians had died,
And we cast them into the sea.

Soon after this we reached Cadiz,
Where we unloaded the slaves,
Half of whom were sick.
They are not made for work,
Fear greatly the cold,
And do not live long.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Columbus Day and Indigenous People’s Day
10/15: The Enslavement of the Caribbeans: Columbus’ Second Voyage

Monday, October 14, 2019

Could I Have Seen the Consequence

October 14, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Columbus Day and Indigenous Peoples’ Day, which are celebrated on Oct. 14.

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

A Columbus Day poem in which Columbus reflects upon the terrible consequences for indigenous people of his discoveries:

Could I have seen the consequence
Of my bold exploration,
Looking back before I left
Upon my life's creation --
Millions genocidally
Butchered, starved, enslaved,
Under laws and governments
Savage, cruel, depraved --
Despite all this, I would have gone,
And new lands found, and new worlds known,
Yet drawn by what I craved.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Columbus Day and Indigenous People’s Day
10/14: Could I Have Seen the Consequence

Sunday, October 13, 2019

The Roots of Hatred

October 13, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is ethical behavior in honor of Yom Kippur, which begins at sunset on Oct. 8 and ends at nightfall on Oct. 9.

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

A philosophical poem about the need to love oneself whole – both the good and the evil:

The roots of hatred run so deep
We drink their poison in our sleep.
Deep within or deep below,
The roots run deeper than we know.

Day and night, and night and day
We while the precious time away
Hating, writhing, seething, ranting,
All the while new hate seeds planting.

In the mind and in the heart,
In the whole and in each part,
The anger clenches flesh and soul,
Taking a titanic toll.

O love, the wind that winnows well
The hate that holds the heart in hell,
Come and kiss the urge to kill,
And storms abate, and tempests still.

Love comes alone to those who call,
And love themselves along with all,
Love the roots and love the tree,
And know that you are part of me;

And know that I am part of you,
And you become the things I do,
And what I hate is what I am,
Both hungry wolf and slaughtered lamb.

So do not hate the hate within,
But love the love, and love the sin,
Love the beast and love the prey,
For both one word of wonder say.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Ethical Behavior
10/13: The Roots of Hatred

Saturday, October 12, 2019

Adrian Knows Well the Unsaid Rules


October 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 ethical behavior in honor of Yom Kippur, which begins at sunset on Oct. 8 and ends at nightfall on Oct. 9.

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

A philosophical name poem about choosing to shape one’s behavior according to ethical rules:

Adrian knows well the unsaid rules
Demanding that one be what one is not.
Restraining the fierce appetites within,
Interning the insurgents bent on sin,
As he matures, he learns to love his lot,
No longer heeding the laments of fools.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Ethical Behavior

Friday, October 11, 2019

Justin Walks Along His Own Thin Line

October 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 ethical behavior in honor of Yom Kippur, which begins at sunset on Oct. 8 and ends at nightfall on Oct. 9.

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

A philosophical name poem about how one might hide one’s sinful thoughts and feelings from oneself:

Justin walks along his own thin line.
Unselfishly he weighs each consequence.
Subtly bending rays that might reveal
Thoughts he could not knowingly conceal,
Instinctively he guards his innocence,
Not feeling what he fears is not benign.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Ethical Behavior
10/11: Justin Walks Along His Own Thin Line

Thursday, October 10, 2019

If Life Could Be a Court and We Be Tried

October 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 ethical behavior in honor of Yom Kippur, which begins at sunset on Oct. 8 and ends at nightfall on Oct. 9.

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

A philosophical poem about guilt and the need to be loved:

If life could be a court and we be tried,
Our guilt could be determined with precision.
Judges would due punishment provide
And close our cases with some just decision.
But rarely is our guilt so well defined.
Underground it rages unrestrained:
Above, defenses carefully aligned;
Below, no faintest trace of them retained.
For those who have such tragedies to bear
And cannot ever know their share of blame,
There is no court but their own hearts, and there
They are condemned to self-inflicted shame.
Such tender souls are fittest to be moved
By knowing that like all souls they are loved.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Ethical Behavior
10/10: If Life Could Be a Court and We Be Tried

Wednesday, October 9, 2019

You Wish to Live a Long and Healthy Life

October 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 ethical behavior in honor of Yom Kippur, which begins at sunset on Oct. 8 and ends at nightfall on Oct. 9.

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

A poem for Yom Kippur about the relationship between the individual and the community:

You wish to live a long and healthy life
On friendly terms with everyone around you,
Married to a lovely, loving wife,
Knee deep in the good causes that surround you.
In truth, however, you're not in control,
Planted where you are by wind, not will,
Placed where sun and shade might shape your soul,
Ultimately child of the whole,
Repenting for us all, for good or ill.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Ethical Behavior
10/9: You Wish to Live a Long and Happy Life

Tuesday, October 8, 2019

You Find but Little Solace in Success

October 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 ethical behavior in honor of Yom Kippur, which begins at sunset on Oct. 8 and ends at nightfall on Oct. 9.

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

A poem for Yom Kippur about the emptiness of conventional success and the feeling of self-importance that so often comes with it:

You find but little solace in success,
On which you long have hung your self-esteem.
Maybe you expected happiness,
Knowing how the self-important seem.
Instead, you feel a gnawing at the heart,
Perhaps because you know where you've gone wrong,
Purporting to be whole when you are part,
Unable yet to simply sing along,
Restored to worship by the grace of song.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Ethical Behavior
10/8: You Find but Little Solace in Success

Monday, October 7, 2019

You Cannot Think the Book of Life Will Close

October 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 ethical behavior in honor of Yom Kippur, which begins at sunset on Oct. 8 and ends at nightfall on Oct. 9.

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

A poem for Yom Kippur about the difficulty of true repentance:

You cannot think the Book of Life will close.
Opportunity must seem a right.
Most days contain a trace of paradise,
Kindling the hope that God is nice
Instead of just or loving or pure light.
Prepare for what is not what you propose:
Perhaps you think your prayers will suffice,
Unburdening your heart with hunger slight.
Repentance takes much more than you suppose.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Ethical Behavior
10/7: You Cannot Think the Book of Life Will Close

Sunday, October 6, 2019

Would You Know the Tally of Your Time


October 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 Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year, which began this year at sunset on Sept. 29 and ended on the evening of October 1.

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

A philosophical poem about whether one would really like to know how much evil and good one has done:

Would you know the tally of your time,
The good and bad you’ve caused, the joy and pain?
Or would you not? I know I would not mine,

The number no self-knowledge dare assign,
The weighted roster of the saved and slain.
Would you know the tally of your time?

And would you see that number as a sign
Of your self-worth, a judgment that is plain?
Or would you not? I know I would not mine,

For numbers are like labels that confine
One’s feeling for oneself to pride or shame.
Would you know the tally of your time,

The blunt assessment you cannot refine,
The sum that gives a thousand words one name?
Or would you not? I know I would not mine.

Thank God I can’t! I might my heart resign,
Self-satisfied or full of self-disdain!
Would you know the tally of your time,
Or would you not? I know I would not mine.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Rosh Hashanah

Saturday, October 5, 2019

Ritual Recalls the Revelation

October 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 Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year, which began this year at sunset on Sept. 29 and ended on the evening of October 1.

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

A poem for Rosh Hashanah about the need for ritual music to sustain revelation:

Ritual recalls the revelation.
Once the eternal enters time, it fades.
So might we sustain it through sensation,
Having melodies to serve as aids.
Hear, O Israel, the ancient words
As song, and savor both the sense and music!
Sing with the bright cadences of birds,
Holiness so sweet you can't refuse it!
A synagogue is sanctified by song,
Nor ought familiar prayers be simply read.
All one's heart is where it must belong,
Here singing with the living and the dead.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Rosh Hashanah
10/5: Ritual Recalls the Revelation

Friday, October 4, 2019

Revenge Is Often Taken in the Mind

October 4, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year, which began this year at sunset on Sept. 29 and ended on the evening of October 1.

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

A poem for Rosh Hashanah about the need for forgive others if one is to ask for forgiveness for oneself:

Revenge is often taken in the mind.
Open wounds untreated tend to bleed.
Some who else would be both good and kind
Hate others in the thought, if not the deed.
Have mercy, then, upon yourself, and clear
Away the anger twisting you inside,
Sanctifying for the coming year
Heart and spirit, cleansed of pain and pride.
As you ask forgiveness, so forgive,
Nor need you lose your honor with your fury.
All find their just reward in how they live,
Held to account by a less partial jury.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Rosh Hashanah
10/4: Revenge Is Often Taken in the Mind

Thursday, October 3, 2019

Revelation Strikes You as Absurd

October 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 Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year, which began this year at sunset on Sept. 29 and ended on the evening of October 1.

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

A poem for Rosh Hashanah about someone who has no faith but still sees value in the Rosh Hashanah service:

Revelation strikes you as absurd,
Out of whack with what you think you know.
Still, you love the beauty of the words,
However much you mind the undertow.
How might you participate in prayer
Absent faith in God? It makes no sense.
Still, the urge to cleanse the soul is there,
However unappealing the pretense.
A world of unsolved mysteries surrounds you,
Nor can you shake the spirit that confounds you,
Aware of truths that cannot be expressed,
Here so beautifully in scripture dressed.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Rosh Hashanah
10/3: Revelation Strikes You as Absurd

Wednesday, October 2, 2019

Repentance Is Quite Different from Regret

October 2, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year, which began this year at sunset on Sept. 29 and ended yesterday evening.

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

A poem for Rosh Hashanah about the distinction between repentance and regret:

Repentance is quite different from regret.
One can feel regret for many years,
Self-castigating to familiar tears,
Having just the grace not to forget.
However, to repent must mean to change.
After the regret must come the will,
So resolute it conquers every hill,
However much one would reduce its range.
Actions only can forgiveness gain.
No thought alone can treat the inner wound
And save the soul that would remain entombed,
Held hostage by its fear of healing pain.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Rosh Hashanah
10/2: Repentance Is Quite Different from Regret

Tuesday, October 1, 2019

Remember as You Scour Your Soul for Sin

October 1, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year, which began this year at sunset on Sept. 29 and will end this evening.

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

A poem for Rosh Hashanah about the communal nature of sin:

Remember as you scour your soul for sin,
Opening the doors behind your lies,
Searching every room with ruthless eyes,
However much you see, there's more within.
How might you else then but through faith atone,
Aware not every debt will be repaid,
Suspecting with good cause some were mislaid,
Harboring some that aren't yours alone?
All sins belong to all, as well to you,
Nor can you cleanse yourself in isolation.
All are good or evil in relation,
Having all to pay what debts accrue.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Rosh Hashanah
10/1: Remember as You Scour Your Soul for Sin

Sunday, September 29, 2019

Reason Says, of Course, that There's No Book

September 30, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year, which began this year at sunset on Sept. 29 and will end at nightfall on October 1.

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

A poem for Rosh Hashanah about how prayer can reshape fate even for those who do not believe in the Book of Life:

Reason says, of course, that there's no Book
Of Life in which one is, or not, inscribed.
Still, repentance can affect one's fate.
How well one loves, or not, can still reshape
How well the year turns out. The soul revived
Attends to what the wayward soul forsook.
So does the myth remake the everyday,
Holding out the hope that fervent prayer
Actually might make one's fortune better.
Nor ought one judge the legend by the letter,
As what is writ enriches what is there,
Having set forth well both will and way.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Rosh Hashanah
9/30: Reason Says, of Course, that There’s No Book

Sunday, September 8, 2019

Some Pass Silently Across the Stage

September 8, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Note: I will be away from 9/9 to 9/29. The next poem of the day will be posted on 9/30.

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is work in honor of Labor Day, which was celebrated on September 2.

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

A number poem about the vocation of an artist:

Some pass silently across the stage,
Exuberant, embittered, at peace, in pain.
Vividly, some make a different choice,
Ear to the window of their inner voice,
Necessary framers of their age.
They sing, dance, write, paint – every passion drain.
Yet no work of such love can be in vain.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Work
9/8: Some Pass Silently Across the Stage

Saturday, September 7, 2019

For You There'll Always Be the Gift of Beauty

September 7, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is work in honor of Labor Day, which was celebrated on September 2.

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

A number poem to an adolescent intending to become an artist:

For you there’ll always be the gift of beauty
In everything you hear or see or do --
Feelings captured in a word or scene,
The imagined face that seems to more than seem,
Each lucid sky that seems more blue than blue,
Each bit of grace you share, the artist’s duty,
Needing to give life to more than you.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Work
9/7: For You There’ll Always Be the Gift of Beauty