1. Advice from an Old Poet
Diminish Marx,
Darwin and Freud,
and let your heart
stray from the void.
Admit the truth
of want and strife.
Honor the craft:
celebrate life!
2. Eight Big Colors
Green draws the frame of April days,
and purple shades an iris chin.
Yellow we use for loving rays,
and black is our color for sin.
Orange twists itself through sunset skies,
and brown is how summer departs.
Blue sets the depths of someone’s eyes,
and red pumps the hope through our hearts.
Mea Culpa
My sins of commission
I can easily repent:
at least I took action,
whatever its intent.
But sins of omission,
never leaving the blocks,
are conditions that make
wide-awake two o’clocks.
4. The Yews
On a dark day in a cold place,
your green was a welcome glimmer,
a flight from the grasp of winter
into the breadth of summer days;
into its lively contentions,
the careless coming and going,
the luxury of nature growing
beyond expected dimensions.
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