Wednesday, May 22, 2019

Joanie

May 22, 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 retarded person who, well taken care of, led a happy life:

Joanie was innocent all of her days,
Only thirteen in her heart and her mind.
All that she wanted was all that she had,
Nor did she ever discover how bad
Illness could be in an ill-favored wind,
Even as she graced all touched by her gaze.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Disabilities
5/21: Jeremy2
5/22: Joanie

Monday, May 20, 2019

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
5/21: Jeremy2

Sunday, May 19, 2019

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

Saturday, May 18, 2019

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

Friday, May 17, 2019

A New Play on the Mueller Report

Nick Gordon

Thursday, May 16, 2019

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