Jeremy2

May 21, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A name poem about a deaf person who is filled with the ecstasy of life:

Jeremy's a light unto the jaded.

Even though he's deaf, his heart can sing.

Reading each day's poetry unaided,

Eventually he learns that life can bring

More ecstasy than one needs to be sated,

Yielding extra to soothe suffering.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Disabilities

5/20: Light of the Senses

5/21: Jeremy2

Light of the Senses

May 20, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A cycle of five poems, each from the point of view of a blind artist: a singer, a pianist, a composer, a sculptor, and a poet:

LIGHT OF THE SENSES

SINGER

Each note is like a moonbeam in the night,
More visible in darkness than in light.
You sing with closed eyes; I must sing with none.
Yet equally we would shut out the sun.
For music, like one's passion, seems to be
Purer when there's nothing one can see.

PIANIST

The melody is no more sound than touch.
My fingers sing; I press the keys with such
Grace as I can hear within my heart.
So beautiful to be consumed by art!
Though vision might be wonderful, I know
That I am who I am only so.

COMPOSER

I do not need to see or even hear,
But with a well-trained mental eye and ear,
I have an orchestra that plays within,
Ready every moment to begin.
The music issues forth like God's first light,
Filling with its radiance my night.

SCULPTOR

My hands are my sophisticated eyes,
Knowing better where the spirit lies
Within the shape you survey in the light.
Touch is far more intimate than sight.
I feel by feel the feeling that the form
Wishes to embody once it's born.

POET

I write about a world I cannot see
In images that are part fantasy,
Drawn from other senses that I use
As both my passionate eyes and choral muse.
None sees the world unfiltered through the mind.
Mine is no less lovely, though I'm blind.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Disabilities

5/20: Light of the Senses

Accidents Are Rarely Accidental

May 19, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A name poem about the psychological effect of believing in divine providence:

Accidents are rarely accidental,

Nor can one sparrow fall but all is changed,

Giving rise to ripples rearranged,

Evidence, albeit circumstantial,

Leading to one's living less estranged

As one finds sense in something sentimental.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Religion

5/13: Audrey

5/14: Faith Is What One Cannot Know

5/15: Grace Comes Unexpectedly

5/16: May We Learn to Undergo Your Love

5/17: The Lord Has Been Merciful to Me

5/18: I Want to Go Home

5/19: Accidents Are Rarely Accidental

I Want to Go Home

May 18, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A poem of estrangement from the mundane world and longing for the infinite:

I want to go home

To a place I've never been,

And see once more

A place I've never seen.

I long for the arms

Of a love I've never known,

And mourn the loss

Of the things I call my own.

I live in exile

In the land where I was born,

A wanderer

Come to sing, then quickly gone.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Religion

5/13: Audrey

5/14: Faith Is What One Cannot Know

5/15: Grace Comes Unexpectedly

5/16: May We Learn to Undergo Your Love

5/17: The Lord Has Been Merciful to Me

5/18: I Want to Go Home

A New Play on the Mueller Report

Dear Subscriber,

Sorry to bother you with a note instead of a poem, but I’ve just completed a play, The Miller Report: A Play on the Mueller Report, which you can read online or download as a .pdf file at https://www.poemsforfree.com/themillerreport.html .

If you’re interested in what the Mueller Report says, but have neither the time nor the patience to wade through it all, you might be able to experience it through the play in an interesting and enjoyable way.  Although the characters in the play are fictional, the incidents and much of the dialogue are taken straight from the Mueller Report, as well as some of the analysis found in the summaries.

Please feel free to share the link (or attach the .pdf) widely, or to produce the play in whatever venue might be available, so that as many people as possible can see what the Report contains.

Thanks for your interest and help,

Nick Gordon

The Lord Has Been Merciful to Me

May 17, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A poem thanking the Lord for continued mercy:

The Lord has been merciful to me.

For I have sinned all the sins of this place

That preys on weakness and traffics in sin,

And He has not turned away from me.

For I have sinned all the sins of this place,

And sinned and repented and sinned again,

And He has not turned away from me,

Nor blinded my eyes, nor hardened my heart.

And sinned and repented and sinned again,

And He has remained even here, in this place,

Nor blinded my eyes, nor hardened my heart,

Nor left me alone. Praise the Lord!

And He has remained even here, in this place,

That preys on weakness and traffics in sin,

Nor left me alone. Praise the Lord!

The Lord has been merciful to me.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Religion

5/13: Audrey

5/14: Faith Is What One Cannot Know

5/15: Grace Comes Unexpectedly

5/16: May We Learn to Undergo Your Love

5/17: The Lord Has Been Merciful to Me

May We Learn to Undergo Your Love

May 16, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A prayer for faith and love:

May we learn to undergo your love

And to accept your mercy and your might.

And when we are undone by coming night,

May your grace our sinful spirits move.

May everything we do be done for love.

May we manage lust as best we might.

May the dark communion of the night

Our hearts towards charity and patience move.

May our anger be the fruit of love,

And hatred be alone of unjust might.

May we know the beauty of the night

And let not fear of death our joy remove.

May we love you well, as well we might,

And thus move through your day towards your good night.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Religion

5/13: Audrey

5/14: Faith Is What One Cannot Know

5/15: Grace Comes Unexpectedly

5/16: May We Learn to Undergo Your Love