by Susan | Apr 26, 2015 | National Poetry Month
THE single clenched fist lifted and ready, Or the open asking hand held out and waiting. Choose: For we meet by one or the other.
by Susan | Apr 25, 2015 | National Poetry Month
The meaning of any word worth speaking is invariably… we… The point of silence is, in the end… we… The reason compassion is meant to be our first and last act… we… The aim of wisdom… The softening of pride… we… The play of...
by Susan | Apr 24, 2015 | National Poetry Month
For a saving grace, we didn’t see our dead, Who rarely bothered coming home to die But simply stayed away out there In the clean war, the war in the air. Seldom the ghosts come back bearing their tales Of hitting the earth, the incompressible sea, But stayed up...
by Susan | Apr 23, 2015 | National Poetry Month
Never until the mankind making Bird beast and flower Fathering and all humbling darkness Tells with silence the last light breaking And the still hour Is come of the sea tumbling in harness And I must enter again the round Zion of the water bead And the synagogue of...
by Susan | Apr 22, 2015 | National Poetry Month
When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. I come into the peace of wild...
by Susan | Apr 21, 2015 | National Poetry Month
1 Always lashing out Lost in a cold maze of hate Seek the way of Peace 2 Find peace in the dark Love flows like a great river Clouds part, hope rises. 3 Time changes all things Peace will always find its way Living is an art. 4 The whole World cries out There is only...
