Because the cause has a cause has a cause has a cause there is a first cause. For us, it was laughter. Like an engine that pulls a cart that pulls a caboose belching smoke and together they form a train. At some divergent point everything dips below the horizon and joins the setting sun [...]
Archive for the ‘Ode’ Category
Ode In the Web
Posted in Ode, Poetry, tagged attics, black widows, Love, mating, New England Summer, Ode, pool boys, spiders, Voyeurism, Woman on May 7, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
During the hot summer she, tempest and teapot steamy teasing of the pool boy, gently wheezed as if overexerted, a cool sweet tea in her hand. Both slightly covered with condensation, summer breezing necklace on her chest. Heavy lifting has her upset so she let him see her easing into a hammock swing set. Gently [...]
Agni
Posted in Ode, Poetry, tagged Beauty, body, description, eros, fire, greek, heart, Love, mind, mythology, passion, roman, soul, Woman on November 18, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Her Eyes There is a green pasture in Italy littered with Vestal columns -broken and profane they point back to a community that no longer remains. That greenness surrounds obsidian with its verdant Sylvan bloom with more authority than kings or even Gods. The center of this garden recalls a deeper doom: A rock from which flight [...]
Victory
Posted in Ode, Poetry, Urban Pastoral, tagged Alcohol, brotherhood, cigars, fraternity, home, life, memories, victory on September 23, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Ours are the only lights in downtown Worcester Electricity is a fragile touch at 40 miles an hour. These are the nights of youth for young inventers With drinks and smiles, like us, and the three ladies at the bar. Simplicity is the power to resist holding tongues, to ignore ethical necessity, to allow change [...]
Unglorious
Posted in Ode, Poetry, tagged tagless on August 31, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Where did you find the time to write this? Was it after our coversation on the phone Oh poet, dear poet, you cared too much For title, for self, and for home. You couldn’t settle for the title of a tender touch or the selfhood that refused to be alone Oh poet, dear poet, what [...]
To Give a Name (An Ode to my Unborn Son)
Posted in Didactic, Ode, Poetry, tagged Canto, Ode, Poetry on February 19, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
It’s 3 a.m. and I hear my unborn child cry on the shrink wrapped baby monitor looming over a cup and a tea bag sucked dry. A half opened book lays on its spine, A book on SIDS too frightening for such an hour A nightmare too real for my mind. The book in my hands; [...]
The Law of Non-Contradiction: Or why things die
Posted in Eulogy, Ode, Poetry, tagged Eulogy, Ode, Poetry on November 15, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
It was on this very spot, this pile of dirt we bought, that our father once stood He lived through wars we fought, and he never forgot that evil comes from good. Is he in the wind, or in the mind, the absolute of history, or the grace of time, In her hand, or in [...]
