The Child Was Merely Accidental

November 15, 2019

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is philosophy by the numbers.

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A philosophical number poem about the unease of knowing that you might never have been:

The child was merely accidental.

When she looked up, the sun turned towards her,

Each star found her face, space crawled up

Next to her, wrapped her in its many layers,

Touched each eye with a soft finger,

Yet her unease would not disappear.

Even in that radiance, it would not disappear,

In the sweet reluctance of a child's world,

Given the joy of strangeness, given

Her capacity for forgiveness, it remained

That she might not have been.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Philosophy by the Numbers

11/11: Solitude Is Never Yours Alone

11/12: Sing of the Sweet Sunlight of the Soul

11/13: Silence at the Center of the Soul

11/14: The Ocean That We Live on Has No Shore

11/15: The Child Was Merely Accidental

The Ocean That We Live on Has No Shore

November 14, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is philosophy by the numbers.

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

A philosophical number poem about the difficulty of bearing the experience of infinity:

The ocean that we live on has no shore.

However far we sail, we reach no end.

Infinity is simply what we see,

Restoring the first meaning of "to be,"

There being only ocean, nothing more.

Yet that is what we cannot comprehend.

None long can bear that god-like ecstasy,

Imagining oneself at Being's core,

Nor long remove the multiplicity

Each mind within itself must apprehend.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Philosophy by the Numbers

11/11: Solitude Is Never Yours Alone

11/12: Sing of the Sweet Sunlight of the Soul

11/13: Silence at the Center of the Soul

11/14: The Ocean That We Live on Has No Shore

Silence at the Center of the Soul

November 13, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is philosophy by the numbers.

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

A philosophical number poem about the silence at the center of all souls:

Silence at the center of the soul:

Infinite, eternal emptiness;

X within a place, a time, a role;

The nearest you can come to holiness.

You live in pieces; here you can be whole.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Philosophy by the Numbers

11/11: Solitude Is Never Yours Alone

11/12: Sing of the Sweet Sunlight of the Soul

11/13: Silence at the Center of the Soul

Sing of the Sweet Sunlight of the Soul

November 12, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is philosophy by the numbers.

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

A philosophical number poem about the experience and function of one’s inner light:

Sing of the sweet sunlight of the soul,

Energy stored as goodness and as grace,

Vivid food for hungry mind and heart,

Enduring source of wisdom and of art,

Nourishment no fortune can replace.

The light of one illuminates the whole,

Yet giving light’s a secondary role.

One first must light with love one’s inner space,

Nor need the sun do more to play its part.

Each ray of light’s the gift but not the goal.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Philosophy by the Numbers

11/11: Solitude Is Never Yours Alone

11/12: Sing of the Sweet Sunlight of the Soul

Solitude Is Never Yours Alone

November 11, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is philosophy by the numbers.

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

A philosophical number poem about the eternal company that is always with you:

Solitude is never yours alone.
In your heart there's always company.
Xeroxes are not the same as mirrors
That render depths beyond what you can see.
Your soul is never solely on its own.

There is a sense in which you are on loan.
Here is not just here, nor can you be
Rushing merely, borne along by rivers,
Ending as time meets eternity.
Each moment is eternal, still as stone.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Philosophy by the Numbers

11/11: Solitude Is Never Yours Alone

December Finds Himself Again a Child

November 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 Autumn.

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A calendar poem in which December provides an image of old age:

December finds himself again a child

Even as he undergoes his age.

Cold and early darkness now descend,

Embracing sanctuaries of delight.

More and more he stares into the night,

Becoming less and less concerned with ends,

Emblem of the innocent as sage

Restored to wonder by what he must yield.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Autumn

11/4: Autumn Loves the Clarity of Change

11/5: Autumn Sheds Its Brilliant Tears

11/6: Autumn Is a Sentimental Season

11/7: September Lingers in the Arms of Love

11/8: October Is Self-Confident and Strong

11/9: November Knows the Beauty of a Line

11/10: December Finds Himself Again a Child

November Knows the Beauty of a Line

November 9, 2019

Dear Subscriber:

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

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

A calendar poem about the minimalist beauty of November:

November knows the beauty of a line:

One stroke across the heart of a gray sky.

Vacancy is where true vision lies,

Eternity redacted into time.

Memory now moves into the garden,

Bringing with it music never heard.

Each slender, naked branch is like a word

Recalling the lost happiness of Eden.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Autumn

11/4: Autumn Loves the Clarity of Change

11/5: Autumn Sheds Its Brilliant Tears

11/6: Autumn Is a Sentimental Season

11/7: September Lingers in the Arms of Love

11/8: October Is Self-Confident and Strong

11/9: November Knows the Beauty of a Line