there in the twilight mist
we stand
our eyes in clouds
of regret
we grope forward
seeking rest
only to find the mist
too thick
for these aging
weary eyes
and longing
so heavy
on our hearts
Month: April 2019
Earth Day 2019: “There are no passengers on spaceship earth. We are all crew.”
from Douglas Moore’s Art of Quotation
something relevant for a certain world leader from the Book of Songs: No.52
See the rat–at least it’s got a hide,
but a man with no manners,
a man with no manners–
why doesn’t he just die!
See the rat–at least it’s got teeth,
but a man with no decorum,
a man with no decorum–
what’s keeping him! why doesn’t he die?
See the rat–at least it’s got legs,
but a man without courtesy,
a man without courtesy–
why doesn’t he hurry up and die!
translated by Burton Watson
“It is not ‘only’ food, I said heatedly. There’s meaning hidden underneath each dish.”
from Douglas Moore’s Art of Quotation
“It is not ‘only’ food, I said heatedly. There’s meaning hidden underneath each dish.”
“All men should strive to learn before they die, what they are running from, and to, and why.”
from Douglas Moore’s Art of Quotation
“All men should strive to learn before they die, what they are running from, and to, and why.”
James Thurber, book quote from “Further fables for our time”, 1978
following Li Po’s lead: to those left behind: on this Easter Sunday in Istanbul, 2019
you are all there
in dreams
our youth on display
strength resting still
in these arms
weaker with age
there is music
Mom dancing in apron
as she sings off-key
to Al Martino
my brothers my sister
nieces and nephews
that long extended table
Charlie Aunt Mary
Grandma’s raviolis
filling the plates
seconds thirds
the turkey the broccoli
sausage and peppers
coffee and cake
platters of fruit
peanut shells and walnuts
George playing The Four Seasons
Johnny teasing Robert
Robert sighs dramatically
into his glass of wine
and I laugh
oh I laugh
waking with tears
in my eyes
Easter Sunday
in Istanbul
so very far
so very long
away
that new horizon
rain rain
wash away
the dust from my clothes
the dust clinging still
to my eyes
let me walk clean
toward that new horizon
I see
