Love's a Stream That Knows No Borders

January 22, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is nationality and race in honor of Martin Luther King, Jr.’s Birthday, which this year is celebrated on January 21.

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

A poem about how love transcends nationality and race:

Love's a stream that knows no borders,

Passports, visas, lengths of stay,

Laws and papers, rules and orders:

All these lies it sweeps away.

Love knows no color, race, or creed,

Spilling over states at will,

Submerging memory in need,

Drowning walls in waters still.

No bar can block it as it flows,

Tumbling towards eternity,

Gathering wisdom as it goes,

Yearning for our common sea.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Nationality and Race

1/21: Moses Never Reached the Promised Land

1/22: Love’s a Stream That Knows No Borders

Moses Never Reached the Promised Land

January 21, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is nationality and race in honor of Martin Luther King, Jr.’s Birthday, which this year is celebrated today, January 21.

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

A poem for Martin Luther King, Jr.’s Birthday about the never-ending struggle for justice:

Moses never reached the promised land,

And I, too, died upon that distant mountain,

Resting on the laurels of my dream.

There is no end to struggle, no safe refuge

In which one can say, yes, I have arrived,

No longer feel the guilt of privilege,

Let go the fierce anxiety for justice,

Untie the knots of conscience in one's soul.

The promised land's a vision, not a place,

Held within the unrelenting heart.

Each generation must behold its beauty,

Reach for its uncompromising goodness,

Know that its long looked-for realization

Is in a time zone one will never see.

No matter. There's a joy in going forward

Greater than the joy of going home.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Nationality and Race

1/21: Moses Never Reached the Promised Land

Dylan

January 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 winter, both as a subject and a symbol.

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

A name poem for a young man who devotes himself to truths beyond time, and who is therefore prepared for winter as a metaphor for death.

Dylan says eternity's his garden,

Yielding the present for precincts better known.

Life goes on, of course, as habits harden

And winter wields the wind to drive him home.

No matter: He has been there all along.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Winter as a Subject and a Symbol

1/14: Winter2

1/15: Though Winter Come, Thy Will Be Done

1/16: Winter3

1/17: For You There Is No More Enduring Passion

1/18: She Harbored No Illusions

1/19: Twenty-Six3

1/20: Dylan

Twenty-Six3

January 19, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is winter, both as a subject and a symbol.

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

A number poem in which winter is a metaphor for a young man’s prediction of hard times ahead:

Twenty-six whistles in the wind,

Well aware of bitter times ahead.

Even in the midst of winter snow,

Needing all the woodcraft he might know,

The young man has no fear or sense of dread.

Yet like us all, of course, he's running blind.

So let the coming years to him be kind,

In which, as good and bad both come and go,

Xerophytes will bloom, by deep springs fed.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Winter as a Subject and a Symbol

1/14: Winter2

1/15: Though Winter Come, Thy Will Be Done

1/16: Winter3

1/17: For You There Is No More Enduring Passion

1/18: She Harbored No Illusions

1/19: Twenty-Six3

She Harbored No Illusions

January 18, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is winter, both as a subject and a symbol.

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

A love poem using the phrase “winter’s tale” to mean a sad tale:

She harbored no illusions.

She knew the winter's tale.

On and on the fragile boat

Sailed among the stars.

She managed without hope

But could not part with dreams,

And so as land approached she wept

And drank the bitter sea.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Winter as a Subject and a Symbol

1/14: Winter2

1/15: Though Winter Come, Thy Will Be Done

1/16: Winter3

1/17: For You There Is No More Enduring Passion

1/18: She Harbored No Illusions

For You There Is No More Enduring Passion

January 17, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is winter, both as a subject and a symbol.

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

A forty-fourth anniversary poem using winter as a metaphor for old age:

For you there is no more enduring passion

Or salient presence in your inner rooms,

Realizing the hopes of brides and grooms,

The deepest bonds that separate souls can fashion.

Years accumulate, the leaves turn ashen,

Forests stand naked as the winter looms.

On frigid mornings, on golden afternoons,

Underneath the roots love finds its ration.

Ravenous once, you now have long been sated,

Yearning still, but from a place called home,

Embracing what you have as what you are.

A choice was made, of course, but now seems fated,

Rendered as a fable writ in stone,

Signaled at your birth by some bright star.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Winter as a Subject and a Symbol

1/14: Winter2

1/15: Though Winter Come, Thy Will Be Done

1/16: Winter3

1/17: For You There Is No More Enduring Passion

Winter3

January 16, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is winter, both as a subject and a symbol.

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

A poem about the dangers of winter’s ice and snow:

Winter wills white whispers into being,

Into frigid air white dancing death,

Needles that can take away one's breath,

Thick, soft flakes preventing one from fleeing,

Ending briefly in bright drifted hills,

Returning with the churning chaff that kills.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Winter as a Subject and a Symbol

1/14: Winter2

1/15: Though Winter Come, Thy Will Be Done

1/16: Winter3