Aimee

June 4, 2018

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

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

A name poem for Aimée, who plays at love:

Aimée aims directly for the heart,

Imagining the impact of each dart,

More for fun than love, except of self,

Eager for each chance to prove her art,

Ever the elusive, impish elf.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Portraits of Women

6/4: Aimée

I Would Not Be the Sun to End Your Night

June 3, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is mourning in honor of Memorial Day, which was celebrated on May 28^th.

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

A poem about the role of a friend in the process of mourning:

I would not be the sun to end your night,

Nor would I be the wall to turn your tears.

But I will watch with you until it's light.

Because there are no words to set things right

Nor hopes that one immersed in mourning hears,

I would not be the sun to end your night,

Offering a wisdom far too bright

To soothe your pain or put to rest your fears.

But I will watch with you until it's light.

There must be time to grieve that sorrow might

Be equal to the love of days and years.

I would not be the sun to end your night.

For grief, before it breaks, must reach its height,

And tides must turn before one homeward steers.

But I will watch with you until it's light.

There are agonies no friendship can requite,

A bitterness unstained till dawn appears.

I would not be the sun to end your night.

But I will watch with you until it's light.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Mourning

5/28: Memories Evoke a Painful Joy

5/29: Murder Ought Not Ever Be a Duty

5/31: I Feel as Though My Heart Must Stop with Pain

6/1: Buddy

6/2: In Eighth Grade My Best Friend Passed Away

6/3: I Would Not Be the Sun to End Your Night

In Eighth Grade My Best Friend Passed Away

June 2, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is mourning in honor of Memorial Day, which was celebrated on May 28^th.

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

A poem about the beauty of mourning someone who died long ago:

In eighth grade my best friend passed away.

He isn't gone, of course. I have him here

With me, within my heart, as I do always.

How beautiful that people are so dear

To one another! For all my life I'll love him.

Only one small part of us dies. The rest

Lives on in others. We are music within

Music. Nor do we ever hear the best

Of us, which sings in other hearts, a chorus

Of angels! However much I miss him, he sings

Here now, my friend, in me, to you, for us,

As we still breathe in the beauty that he brings.

Love lives forever passed along, and we

All are blessed to live, to love, to be.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Mourning

5/28: Memories Evoke a Painful Joy

5/29: Murder Ought Not Ever Be a Duty

5/31: I Feel as Though My Heart Must Stop with Pain

6/1: Buddy

6/2: In Eighth Grade My Best Friend Passed Away

Buddy

June 1, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is mourning in honor of Memorial Day, which was celebrated on May 28^th.

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

Two contrasting name poems for Buddy, who is mourned with both joy and sorrow:

BUDDY

Buddy's memory burns ever bright;

Underneath our sorrow, ever there.

Death, unlike the coming of the night,

Does nothing to the loveliness of light,

Yet dancing through the willows' tangled hair.

Buddy lies beyond all love and light,

Underneath a grief too harsh to bear.

Dreams may try to keep his memory bright,

Drawing blindly in the depths of night,

Yet none can borrow what’s no longer there.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Mourning

5/28: Memories Evoke a Painful Joy

5/29: Murder Ought Not Ever Be a Duty

5/31: I Feel as Though My Heart Must Stop with Pain

6/1: Buddy

I Feel as Though My Heart Must Stop with Pain

May 31, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is mourning in honor of Memorial Day, which was celebrated on May 28^th.

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

A poem of mourning for a deceased child:

I feel as though my heart must stop with pain.

I miss you so, the darkness will not pale.

My darling child, come to me again.

I know you cannot come, and still I strain

To put my arms around you through the veil.

I feel as though my heart must stop with pain.

Other lives and loves call me in vain.

I try to turn away from you and fail.

My darling child, come to me again.

You are my unendurable refrain.

Back and back I hurry to impale

My heart on you, to stop my heart with pain.

Yet nothing that I do undoes the plain

Brutal fact which always must prevail.

Ah, my darling, come to me again!

You are both my sunshine and my rain,

My dearest joy, my anguish, and my grail.

I feel as though my heart must stop with pain.

My darling child, come to me again.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Mourning

5/28: Memories Evoke a Painful Joy

5/29: Murder Ought Not Ever Be a Duty

5/31: I Feel as Though My Heart Must Stop with Pain

Murder Ought Not Ever Be a Duty

May 29, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is mourning in honor of Memorial Day, which was celebrated yesterday, May 28^th.

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

A Memorial Day poem about murder as a soldier’s duty:

Murder ought not ever be a duty,

Even though for soldiers it must be.

Maybe one is bound by love or beauty

Only after one is safe and free.

Remember, then, those who murdered for you,

Invading, burning, bombing in your name,

And those whose plain white tombstones are before you,

Long dead, with neither guilt nor pride nor shame.

Deep within the heart the cause of war,

Alive and well, assures us there'll be more,

Yielding hatred, fear, revenge, and pain.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Mourning

5/28: Memories Evoke a Painful Joy

5/29: Murder Ought Not Ever Be a Duty

Memories Evoke a Painful Joy.2

May 28, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is mourning in honor of Memorial Day, which is celebrated today, May 28^th.

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

A Memorial Day poem about the mingled joy and pain of memories:

Memories evoke a painful joy,

Evoke a harsh and bitter tenderness.

Maybe that's the price of happiness:

One loves what time or tempest will destroy.

Remember, then, those whom you have loved

In mingled joy and sorrow. Sing a song

As beautiful as is your love, and mourn

Like one who is by some chance blessing moved.

Days of mourning are a celebration,

A dance whose healing grace sustains relation,

Yielding grief that will redemptive prove.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Mourning

5/28: Memories Evoke a Painful Joy