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Abstractions
Stating the obvious, we live in a world striving, against all reasonableness, to be liberal. The form this liberalism seems to be taking manifests in the foolish attempt to avoid any and all offense. It should be obvious that this effort is nonsensical as there is no possible chance of not causing offense if we…
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My Hope is My Home
Oceans lie before me; Waves crash the shores of my soul. Tossed from crest to crest; My hope is my home. Lightening splits the coal-black sky, Showering shadows upon the deck. And ghosts dance their curse and envy At my hope, at my home. The clash and clap of thunder; The shrieks and howls of…
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Terzenelle
I know my boundaries exclude you –You who would storm the barricade –Offer you and your cohorts no way through. I close my ear to your serenadeYou will not weaken the wall with choice words,Flatterings or hand grenades. Rise up with the morning birds,Rise on the thermal drafts beyond the heightThe wall is lower than…
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I Walk the Streets
I walk the streets of dark and rain,Seeking her who seeks the painOf love she can’t repay. I walk the streets of night and day,Hunting her who hunts the wayTo run from all who care. I walk the streets of shadow and glare,Watching for her who watches to ensnareThe one who shouldn’t be there. I…
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Those Winter Sundays
It is fitting to read Robert Hayden’s poem, ‘Those Winter Sundays‘, as the expression of belated gratitude for a father who, unable to speak his love, demonstrated it in practical ways. As a boy, the narrator knows nothing of “love’s austere and lonely offices”. Only as he has become a man, likely fulfilling comparable offices…
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John Wick: Mythic Hero
The John Wick franchise is a modern classic, an instant icon, a redefinition of the action genre. The first of the three films (to date) introduces us to a man whose very name instills fear. Though in every sense human, there is a quality of the mythical about him, even down to his having successfully…
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The Charge of the Light Brigade
Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward. Alfred Lord Tennyson ‘The Charge of the Light Brigade’ 1854 Tennyson wrote ‘The Charge of the Light Brigade’ in dactylic dimeter, an unusual choice for an English poet. The reason for the choice is obvious – if one is writing a poem about charging horses…
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A Love Poem
I’m staring at you with my eyes closed,Holding you with empty arms.I listen to the silence of your wordsAnd, in my stillness, we dance. I live for you, all alone,Loving you in a single bed.My pillow lies for you,Filling the emptiness beside me. My days are yours to kindle,Yours are the scents I smell.You are…
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Caged Bird
Maya Angelou‘s poem, Caged Bird, is concerned with the lack of freedom. This theme is established through the comparison of the two birds – one free to fly where it will, the other with clipped wing, confined to a cage. This is a blatant image and leaves little to the imagination of the reader. Of…
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Abigail as Serpent
Anyone properly conversant with the Bible (which is no one who takes it literally) should recognise disobedience as inherent to human nature. Presumably, God created Adam as He wanted him to be; Eve likewise. God might have been angry that evening He went walking in the Garden and found Adam and Eve hiding their nakedness;…
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