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I DO NOT UNDERSTAND WHY YOU DON’T LOVE ME
I do not understand why you don’t love me.
You loved me once. What changed? What did I do?
Your eyes are mirrors in which I can’t see me.
Your lips are closed, a door I can’t pass through.
For years we shared our bodies, thoughts, and lives.
Now we lie at night encased in stone.
Something’s turned the simplest words to knives.
I live with you, and yet I live alone.
I do not want to be the one who leaves.
After all, I’m not the one who changed.
But dead is dead, and for the one who grieves,
The loved one should be gone, not just estranged.
You say that nothing’s wrong and all is well,
But I well know the truth you will not tell.
MIRACLES HAVE A WAY OF MAKING NEWS
Miracles have a way of making news.
Even skeptics stare at parted seas.
Religious or not–Christians, Muslims, Jews–
Resurrection brings them to their knees!
Years ago, miracles were in vogue:
Christ and Moses wowed the willing crowds;
Holy icons healed both saint and rogue;
Rare wonders were ascribed to cups and shrouds.
In our time miracles are everyday,
So few can hope to grab us, or astound.
The mysteries that clutter up our way
May seem much more perplexing than profound.
And yet life is miraculous: to be
Surpasses any wonder we might see.
DO NOT DOUBT I LOVE YOU
Do not doubt I love you, even though
My actions may have undermined my words.
We could be as connubial as birds
Had I not let my wild longings show.
I cannot help wanting to devour
All the world that comes before my eyes;
But more than all the world is that which lies
Within the precious circle of our bower.
I’ll do anything to keep you with me;
Our love will last as long as you have will.
Despite my untamed need, my love is still
A rock against the surges of the sea.
HOW EXPLAIN THE MIRACLE OF LIGHT
How explain the miracle of light?
A lamp’s a miracle, refueled or no.
Nor is there aught that ought be more than night,
Unless some unmade maker make it so.
Know that nothing is but miracles,
Kindled from the void we know not how;
And God, if God there be, the greatest miracle,
Here within the sepulcher of now.
HAPPY HOLIDAYS
Happy Holidays! Whichever ones
Apply: Jewish, Christian, secular!
Practicing people are not particular,
Perhaps because all people carry buns.
Year’s end’s a time of darkness, true, but when
Has darkness ever darkened one small light?
Our pleasures are like candles in the night,
Lighting lamps that burn beyond our ken.
In celebration there is more than joy:
Days of feasting bind our friendships fast,
A fat and full embrace of things that last,
Yet holy in what sense one might employ,
Savoring sweet songs that spirits buoy.
SO MAY YOU BE HAPPY AT THIS TIME
So may you be happy at this time,
Even as the sun turns back again,
A simple fact, a symbol, and a sign
Some would find but little meaning in.
Out of what we see we make ourselves,
Needing to be taught that ancient art.
Souls born when the woods were full of elves
Give lessons in the shaping of the heart.
Reason now supplies an explanation
Equal to the workings of the will,
Exact in each elliptical equation
That would all cant and superstition still.
In numbers, though, there is great mystery,
Nor is what we measure what we see,
Giving space for poetry and dance,
Song and celebration, choice and chance.
TO THANK YOU IS A GIFT ONE GIVES ONESELF
To thank you is a gift one gives oneself,
Having felt the fullness of one’s being.
As you might–or not–be listening,
None knows more than his own gratitude.
Knowledge is beside the point, the gulf
So wide between us there’s no hope of seeing.
Gifts require givers, so one sings
In thanks that in oneself some grace might move.
Vast quantities of thanks lie on the shelf
In wait for a fresh faith that might be freeing.
Nor ought one hold one’s thanks until some bell rings,
Giving one an object for one’s love.
About the Author:
I am a poet and webmaster of the popular poetry site, Poems for Free, at http://www.poemsforfree.com.
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Books and publishing are doing well, despite the hard economic times. Poetry is doing well online. And free poetry, widely available through online literary journals and e-book publishers, offers a way to help those who want to, or perhaps have to, shave their book budgets.
Eric Pfanner, writing for the International Herald Tribune, examines how bookstores and the publishing industry have continued doing well, despite the world-wide recession. Apparently, this is especially true for Continental Europe’s bookstores, but also true for bookstores in the US. People still want to read—whether for pleasure and escape or for better understanding of what’s happening with the economy. So, they turn to books.
What about poetry? While the death knell for poetry has been rung many times, especially recently, poetry in particular also thrives today, despite the economy. The blossoming of online publishing, documented by the online site Poetry Archive, amongst others (see Stephen Adams, writing for the Daily Telegraph. Literally hundreds of thousands of unique viewers look at poetry. According to Adams, they look at more than a million pages of poetry per month just at the Poetry Archive site. And that’s just the Brits and Europeans.
In the U.S., The Poetry Foundation has a similar site that allows viewers access to well-known and well-respected poets and poems, among others.
But web-based literary magazines know no geo-political boundaries. New ones spring up regularly (for example, see West Goes South). Some are offered as Adobe PDF downloads, such as Poetry Midwest. Some online journals periodically print the best from their sites, as does Abramelin: The Journal of Poetry and Magick. Zeek offers another model growing in popularity, an online accompaniment to a print journal. Many long-established journals now also offer free online supplements to their print issues, including poetry.
While many companies, such as Barnes & Noble and Amazon, try to capitalize on e-books through sales of e-book readers and licensed books, other publishers are choosing a route more reminiscent of the indie music labels: they provide free publication to promote the poetry and poets. why vandalism? (no capitals) is a literary and arts journal that also publishes e-books. The journal and the books are both free for the viewing. Currently, why vandalism?, which has been publishing for only two years, offers five e-books.
Its sixth book, The World Behind It, Chaos, by Michael Dickel (whose work has been published on many of the sites listed here), is due by the end of March, which just happens to be at the end of Small Press Month and the beginning of National Poetry Month. Despite T. S. Eliot’s line, “April is the cruelest month,” April promises to be good for Dickel and why vandalism?
Dickel’s book demonstrates another principle of online publishing related to economics. His book contains photographs and digital art, most of it in full-color, the cost of publishing which would have driven the book’s price out of reach for consumers. This way, his artwork will be seen, his poetry will be read, and an audience will grow to know his work. Dickel says that he’d “like to make money, I don’t expect to do so as a poet. If people become familiar with my work, perhaps then they will also buy books from publishers—and be willing to pay the higher price to include art with the poetry.”
All you have to do is search on the word “poetry” in Google or Yahoo to see that, indeed, poetry is alive and well on the internet. And, largely, available for free. Poetry not only thrives in the online community, it thrives in ways that are affordable to any who have access to a computer and the internet.
About the Author:
Jacob Abrahamson is a writer, poet, and publicist.
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