Every Moment Sings with Fascination

January 8, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Insight and Revelation, in honor of Epiphany, which was celebrated on January 6.

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

A philosophical poem about the gifts of life and death:

Every moment sings with fascination

As silence sits behind the vivid veil.

There is no rock not rife with revelation,

Nor word that will not ultimately fail.

Likewise, we are masks upon the void,

Uncreated at our empty core,

Mirror of what cannot be destroyed,

The nothing that the thing is destined for.

The being of our being is delight;

The nothing of our nothing, pure perfection.

Just beyond our day is utter night;

Just within our heart, its blank reflection.

The gift of life brings joy well worth the pain;

The gift of death brings us home again.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Insight and Revelation

1/6: Forty-Two Surrenders to Desire

1/7: Thank You for a Memorable Evening

1/8: Every Moment Sings with Fascination

Thank You for a Memorable Evening

January 7, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Insight and Revelation, in honor of Epiphany, which was celebrated on January 6.

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

A thank you poem for a host whose conversation included some revelations:

Thank you for a memorable evening.

Heaven is suffused with verbal light.

As souls peer through the glass of conversation,

No one knows what may be wrong or right.

Kindness teaches far more truth than reasoning.

Your food for tongue and thought was rich with seasoning,

Opening a window on delight,

Uniting repartée with revelation.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Insight and Revelation

1/6: Forty-Two Surrenders to Desire

1/7: Thank You for a Memorable Evening

Forty-Two Surrenders to Desire

January 6, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is Insight and Revelation, in honor of Epiphany, which is celebrated today, January 6.

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

A number poem about the revelations that come through surrender:

Forty-two surrenders to desire,

Opening the door to greet the wind.

Revelation ever comes unbidden,

The gift of sight to those who travel blind,

Yielding all a pilgrim might require.

To love is to go through an open fire,

Witness to what life one has been given

Only after fear is left behind.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Insight and Revelation

1/6: Forty-Two Surrenders to Desire

I Love You and I Never Want to Hurt You

January 5, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is pregnancy and childbirth, in honor of the birth of a new year.

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

A poem from an unmarried, pregnant teenager to her parents asking for their blessing:

I love you and I never want to hurt you,

But sometimes I do things to hurt myself.

I'm eighteen now, and this need not involve you;

I turn to you for love and not for help.

What I ask of you is just your blessing.

I'm pregnant and I soon will have a child.

I know this news is bound to be distressing,

But I hope that on my future God has smiled.

No child should come to life except in joy,

And so, although I'm scared, that's what I feel.

Much that I want this child may destroy,

And yet my love for it is deep and real.

My stupidity of course I'm not proud of,

But please now turn to me in joy and love.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Pregnancy and Childbirth

12/30: Creation Is the Proper Form of Love

12/31: Evidence of Paradise

1/1: There Is No Greater Miracle than This

1/2: Gifts Come in Many Shapes and Guises

1/3: Thank You for Coming2

1/4: You Cannot Now but Be Afraid

1/5: I Love You and I Never Want to Hurt You

You Cannot Now but Be Afraid

January 4, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is pregnancy and childbirth, in honor of the birth of a new year.

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

A poem from an unmarried teenage mother to the father of the child still in her womb:

You cannot now but be afraid

Of all that you might lose,

And curse the granite circumstance

That forces you to choose.

You are too young, a child yourself,

As I am, too, and yet

There is a child between us, whom

We cannot just forget.

This child - our child - has no one else

To be its only father.

Others may be guardians,

But you can be no other.

This fact will not relent, though battered

Hard by bitter tears.

Time moves only forward as

Our yearnings turn to years.

And everything we've wanted turns

To what we must accept,

And what we'd least relinquish comes

From what we most regret.

I do not ask to live with you

Or ever be your wife;

Only that you share the gift

And burden of a life

That waits upon your willing love

To greet its upturned face

That it might twist your heart with joy

And unimagined grace.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Pregnancy and Childbirth

12/30: Creation Is the Proper Form of Love

12/31: Evidence of Paradise

1/1: There Is No Greater Miracle than This

1/2: Gifts Come in Many Shapes and Guises

1/3: Thank You for Coming2

1/4: You Cannot Now but Be Afraid

Thank You for Coming2

January 3, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is pregnancy and childbirth, in honor of the birth of a new year.

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

A thank-you poem from the unborn baby for coming to a baby shower:

Thank you for coming,

Holding me dear,

Although I'm not born yet,

Nor made myself clear.

Know that I know what

Your gifts want to say,

Older than sunshine

Upon a new day.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Pregnancy and Childbirth

12/30: Creation Is the Proper Form of Love

12/31: Evidence of Paradise

1/1: There Is No Greater Miracle than This

1/2: Gifts Come in Many Shapes and Guises

1/3: Thank You for Coming2

Gifts Come in Many Shapes and Guises

January 2, 2020

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is pregnancy and childbirth, in honor of the birth of a new year.

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

A poem about adopting a new-born infant:

Gifts come in many shapes and guises:

Apples meant to nurture seeds

Wind up in many strange disguises,

Ministering to other needs.

When a soul comes into being,

Hope anew springs from the Earth:

No one has the gift of seeing

What new gift comes with each birth.

What brings a young girl savage pain

Can bring joy to a man and wife:

One cannot weigh the loss or gain,

But one can always treasure life.

Life's a gift beyond what we

Can know or understand or say:

There's a nonstop ecstasy

Beneath the hum of every day.

There's a love so radical

That nothing can escape its glow,

Luminous and magical,

Everywhere we are or go.

And so we take this gift of love,

A little piece of it, new-born,

And feel some lovely fortune move

Within us towards eternal dawn.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Pregnancy and Childbirth

12/30: Creation Is the Proper Form of Love

12/31: Evidence of Paradise

1/1: There Is No Greater Miracle than This

1/2: Gifts Come in Many Shapes and Guises