I've been busy in June. Our son Saul got married on June 4, to Emma Siegel, perfect ceremony
in a perfect place, the Tanglewood Music Center, in Lenox, Mass.
Then I got Covid, and took about a week of sleeping a lot and otherwise taking it easy to
make sure I was well and posed no danger to anybody else.
Then we went to another wedding. (So far OK.)
So I've been slow to post notice of my poems in the June edition of Verse-Virtual, the monthly
journal of the poetry community I am happily part of.
My poems this month address subjects that mean a lot to me and, one hopes, to everyone
else: spring, trees, and summer.
The Thing About Spring begins this way:
Once more the world, the landscape,
the place, the thing – everything that we are not
greens up, like a laugh in the heart of a
creature in love
Something is loving the world
Once again people do not entirely matter
The slaughter of the innocents enacted in this or that
corner of the world
is not, to all appearances, the only story
Once more, before our eyes the face of The Other
changes, the object of perception
What do the philosophers make of this?
Do they say – like us? – the eyes of my eyes
may now be freshly engaged, transfixed,
that the miracle has shaken the grip
of our disbelieving heart?
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To read the remainder of this poem, and my other poems, "Heroes of the Arboretum" and
"The Truth About Summer," and find your way to the rest of this issue,
here's the link June 2022
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