Wednesday, June 3, 2009


Here are some poems (or as my friend used to say, "verse") I wrote in the 70s and 80s


there are moments of perfect happiness
when stones become transfused
by light and warmth

when tears are crystal drops
of celebration

and birds sing sweetly
from the empty trees

an hour's gladness overtakes us

building on the bones
of those we've slain

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