• Poetry

    How Can I Love?

    How can I love All of us Without first embraces From the ancient songs of sages? The African drums, The arched harp and rabat That urged mating and soothed pharaohs, The Pan flute, the Roman lute, The Gregorian chant Dark Ages. O Hildegard O Abelard The lyrical uplift of body and spirit, O Tallis and Byrd O Palestrina: The godly polyphony That kaleidoscopes sex and soul. The baroque formulas of mind Math and melody That entwine and vine complexity Of hearts in harmony. And lest I forget Promethean romance, Let love dance with Beethoven and Chopin In the global geographies Of Dvorak, Smetana, Sibelius And operatic nations. Bring my love…

  • Poetry

    Labyrinth

    To love Is to enter a holy labyrinth Without a map. There will be wrong turns, Retracing of endless winding steps, And dead ends. Why, then, enter and endeavor To plumb the maze? “If only I could find,” I thirst,…

  • Poetry

    All I Want for Christmas

    With what amazing grace he did appear A spark, a gift, a seedling to behold. His future and his inner life unclear When he was just a precious hour old. His mirror neurons and his mother’s gaze so full Entangled…