The FAB&PP Poem of the Month for March 2001
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he wakes in a fever |
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but omitted in favor of a silence for what i was for what will come for 40 years of writing about everything but the reality that passes remarked at some remove love and light and thoughtful pauses christmas trees and poetry itself pale reflection on the self of centered failure by all measures without meaning a good start a vacancy in the middle hope for a better ending still February 1-25, 2001 |
note: this is the poem referred to above:
more often than the sometimes song of a bird is love
the nightingales’ fast
the feast of a dove
darker than the summer’s only night
(the ageless fire of the setting sun) whose light
will shine on tomorrow’s today
and never ever go away
as gaily as a maypole’s children run
to the next year’s Christmas tree
and as sadly too as their very own winter
love
the final end to all the earth
but you and me and that Christmas tree
--1963