An ekphrastic poem inspired by Ejnar Nielsen’s painting A Blind Girl Reading
What I see
I see without sight.
The parable of the blind men
And the elephant
Says we each find a truth
And bear testament
That what we see
Is the whole of the thing;
Yet
I will…
An ekphrastic poem prompted by Vincent Van Gogh’s “Starry Night”
What the poet is, is a skilled lovemaker.
He takes the lead but only with consent
For naught but your own desire wills your eyes
To his next word, and the next, and so relents.
He builds a playfulness, a…
A poem
What the Squabble Taught Me
Squabble — n. A group of gulls.
I see it all...I feel it all.
The intensity, the calm,
The frenzy, the ease,
The shit, the beauty,
The chaos, the rhythm,
I see it all…I feel it all.
What then?
Conditioning has taught me
Both can’t be true.
I…
A poem
Although we no longer walk side by side—
Nor see much of anything eye to eye,
I choose to feel your soul’s hand holding mine
For I know in truth LOVE can never die.
Where anger has replaced your steadfast love
And accusations your invitations,
I choose to hear your soul’s clarion…
