The veterans of the last time

when shall the breeze and the rose cease laughing, dancing,when will the raindrops bring time, and loss, and tears?who wrote the song that the rose is singing, singing,who painted petals on this fleeting rose?when did the breeze discover dancing, dancing,with roses that fade and fall in loss and time and tears?after the rosefall, a colder…

I don’t know much about what I’ve written either,except what I read;I don’t know much about what I’m going to writeexcept what I hope;but I do know a little about where I’m writing:it’s there, in those paintings of The Annunciation,between where the angel’s outstretched hand with lily,and sometimes open, sometimes closed, but silent mouthand Mary’s…

that I would recommenda metaphysical health check:a subtle X-ray or better still, a Why-raymight show up something inthe spleen or in the bile ductbefore it’s too late forpoetic irony orpoetic justice

Here’s the theory – it’s as beautifullysimple, and as subtle in its implications,as any mathematician would enjoy:In the succession of our lives,leading by so many, many rebirthsto our perfection, each lifeis shaped by our actionsin the previous lifeand, deep, deep in our soul –which wants only the best for us,while we live through what’s laid…

if you can’t tell anyone? …)Mariah Careywas never a member of theMickey Mouse Clubwhen young, er, younger…to whichsome will say, wow, don’t you know a lot.some will say, who’s Mariah Carey?or, who the chic black rock chick cares…or, smartipantsly, well you could guess couldn’t you.or just, cool –…and go on with what they’re doing.or, didn’t…

flinty, real,democratic,truethat’s how it’sbeen definedyou’ll question thatof courseas you shouldI’ll leave you to ithow powerfuleight wordscan be