Photo & Poem Gallery

I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,

And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;

And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,

And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.

Who made the world?

Who made the swan, and the black bear?

Who made the grasshopper?

This grasshopper, I mean-

the one who has flung herself out of the grass,

the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,

This is my delight, 
thus to wait and watch at the wayside 
where shadow chases light 
and the rain comes in the wake of the summer. 

Messengers, with tidings from unknown skies, 
greet me and speed along the road. 
My heart is glad within, 

for Stephen Hawking

When we wake up brushed by panic in the dark
our pupils grope for the shape of things we know.

Photons loosed from slits like greyhounds at the track
reveal light’s doubleness in their cast shadows

There’s a place between two stands of trees where the grass grows uphill
and the old revolutionary road breaks off into shadows
near a meeting-house abandoned by the persecuted
who disappeared into those shadows.

What happens to a dream deferred?

                Does it dry up
                like a raisin in the sun?

And if sun comes
How shall we greet him?
Shall we  not dread him,
Shall we not fear him
After so lengthy a
Session with shade?

Though we have wept for him,
Though we have prayed 
All through the night-years--

(Verse 1)
 
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground

Every Saturday, my mother would bring me here
and while she taught her studio classes,I'd get myself lost on purpose,
starting at the pyramids,
the tiny clay slaves
I'd watch till I'd feel the rope burns on my shoulders,
the gritty sand between my teeth

On a clear day rise and look around you
And you'll see who you are
On a clear day how it will astound you
That the glow of your being outshines every star
You'll feel part of every mountain, sea and shore