Amalia

June 7, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A name poem for Amalia, a woman who knows the secret of happiness:

Amalia is happy, though life can be sad,

Making harsh words into rhythm and rhyme,

A friend whose sweet smile might make a tear laugh,

Loosen a longing, cut sorrows in half,

Impose on abuses a bright rainbow sign

As she returns good for all that is bad.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Portraits of Women

6/4: Aimée

6/5: Maggie

6/6: Viridiana

6/7: Amalia

Viridiana

June 6, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A name poem for Viridiana, a woman whose beauty, like that of most of us, is mainly unseen:

Viridiana is a vast blue ocean

In which ten thousand treasures lie unseen.

Rays glide like intimations in slow motion,

Intent on meaning more than they can mean.

Deeper still are jewels that wait for sunlight,

Iridescent on their beds of bone.

Awash in a white innocence like moonlight,

No grace can be perceived till it, unknown,

Awakens with the clarity of stone.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Portraits of Women

6/4: Aimée

6/5: Maggie

6/6: Viridiana

Maggie

June 5, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A name poem for Maggie, a woman who is unaware of her goodness:

Maggie knows no end to her travail

As she finds little solace for her sins.

Giving far more than she has received,

Giving far more than she has believed,

In her there is no sense where grace begins

Even as she lives behind its veil.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Portraits of Women

6/4: Aimée

6/5: Maggie

Aimee

June 4, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A name poem for Aimée, who plays at love:

Aimée aims directly for the heart,

Imagining the impact of each dart,

More for fun than love, except of self,

Eager for each chance to prove her art,

Ever the elusive, impish elf.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Portraits of Women

6/4: Aimée

I Would Not Be the Sun to End Your Night

June 3, 2018

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is mourning in honor of Memorial Day, which was celebrated on May 28^th.

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

A poem about the role of a friend in the process of mourning:

I would not be the sun to end your night,

Nor would I be the wall to turn your tears.

But I will watch with you until it's light.

Because there are no words to set things right

Nor hopes that one immersed in mourning hears,

I would not be the sun to end your night,

Offering a wisdom far too bright

To soothe your pain or put to rest your fears.

But I will watch with you until it's light.

There must be time to grieve that sorrow might

Be equal to the love of days and years.

I would not be the sun to end your night.

For grief, before it breaks, must reach its height,

And tides must turn before one homeward steers.

But I will watch with you until it's light.

There are agonies no friendship can requite,

A bitterness unstained till dawn appears.

I would not be the sun to end your night.

But I will watch with you until it's light.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Mourning

5/28: Memories Evoke a Painful Joy

5/29: Murder Ought Not Ever Be a Duty

5/31: I Feel as Though My Heart Must Stop with Pain

6/1: Buddy

6/2: In Eighth Grade My Best Friend Passed Away

6/3: I Would Not Be the Sun to End Your Night

In Eighth Grade My Best Friend Passed Away

June 2, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is mourning in honor of Memorial Day, which was celebrated on May 28^th.

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

A poem about the beauty of mourning someone who died long ago:

In eighth grade my best friend passed away.

He isn't gone, of course. I have him here

With me, within my heart, as I do always.

How beautiful that people are so dear

To one another! For all my life I'll love him.

Only one small part of us dies. The rest

Lives on in others. We are music within

Music. Nor do we ever hear the best

Of us, which sings in other hearts, a chorus

Of angels! However much I miss him, he sings

Here now, my friend, in me, to you, for us,

As we still breathe in the beauty that he brings.

Love lives forever passed along, and we

All are blessed to live, to love, to be.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Mourning

5/28: Memories Evoke a Painful Joy

5/29: Murder Ought Not Ever Be a Duty

5/31: I Feel as Though My Heart Must Stop with Pain

6/1: Buddy

6/2: In Eighth Grade My Best Friend Passed Away

Buddy

June 1, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is mourning in honor of Memorial Day, which was celebrated on May 28^th.

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

Two contrasting name poems for Buddy, who is mourned with both joy and sorrow:

BUDDY

Buddy's memory burns ever bright;

Underneath our sorrow, ever there.

Death, unlike the coming of the night,

Does nothing to the loveliness of light,

Yet dancing through the willows' tangled hair.

Buddy lies beyond all love and light,

Underneath a grief too harsh to bear.

Dreams may try to keep his memory bright,

Drawing blindly in the depths of night,

Yet none can borrow what’s no longer there.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Mourning

5/28: Memories Evoke a Painful Joy

5/29: Murder Ought Not Ever Be a Duty

5/31: I Feel as Though My Heart Must Stop with Pain

6/1: Buddy