This blog ran for more than two years with no graphics--and it received about 50 page views. I was advised to add graphics; after seeing the huge public that followed blogs dedicated to homoerotic images, I decided to use that kind. The result was a dramatically increased number of monthly page views, and the number has remained fairly steady. Most of the images were found on the internet; although they are assumed to be in the public domain, they are identified as far as possible. They are exhibited under the Fair Use protections of United States copyright law: their function is simply to attract readers to the poems--I receive no economic benefit from them or from the blog. Nevertheless, they will be removed if they are copyrighted and the owner so desires.

Sunday, March 31, 2013


To Gilbert

Those cold November nights, so long ago,
My family would walk outside to hear
The wild geese calling softly overhead—
Unseen formations in the black, transparent air.
And, guessing at origins and destinations,
My elders would conjecture how
The geese knew when to go, and where . . . then stay
To name faint constellations: the Great Bear,
And slant Orion’s Belt and fire-tipped Bow,
And Cassiopeia's tilted starry Chair.
I didn’t know, back then, as now I do,
There was, there is, no husbandry in heaven.
Their lights are all on, but nobody’s home.

These days I turn to you, who wouldn’t know
The North Star from red Mars or Venus trembling near the moon—

Whose deep interior constellations I can’t see,
But know are there—And you are always home.
You are home.



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