The Anthem
“Anthem” The birds they sang at the break of day Start again I heard them say Don’t dwell on what has passed away or what […]
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Poetry
Sharper than a scapel, more soothing than a balm, more supportive than a cast,
poetry, as medicine, is the way through.
Poem for a Funeral
If I should die and leave you here a while. Be not like others, soon undone, who keep Long vigil by the silent dust and
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Birches
BIRCHES by Robert Frost When I see birches bend to left and right Across the lines of straighter darker trees, I like to think some
Ode to the Totipotent Hematopoetic (sic) Stem Cell
Ode to the Totipotent Hematopoetic (sic) Stem Cell Horizons limn the dancing sea And hide the island home I seek. The charted course to
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Notes On A Staff
Japanese Winter branches tipped with birds, fat buds that blossom on the air; gray flames at rest on a poplar candelabrum; four””-no, three””-notes on a
We Must Bless Ourselves With Peaches
The Shopper I visit the grocery store like an Indian woman of Cuzco attends a cathedral. Repeating words: butter, bread, apples, butter bread apples. I
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Timeless Truth
what issa heard two hundred years ago issa heard the morning birds singing sutras to this suffering world. i heard them too, this morning, which
The Poetry of Dr. Williams
For those of you who don’t know, William Carlos Williams (some consider him the father of the “Beat” generation) was a medical doctor. It is
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Ah, Dancer
Sweet Dancer The girl goes dancing there On the leaf-sown, new-mown, smooth Grass plot of the garden; Escaped from bitter youth, Escaped out of
What Teachers Bring
Gratitude to Old Teachers When we stride or stroll across the frozen lake, We place our feet where they have never been. We walk upon
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