Poetry : Jesus sings the Blues

Poetry: The Story So Far

I am climbing the spiral staircase

Winding  dancing into the sky

Treading the steeply rising steps  

Inside an Archimedes timescrew

Drawing up my thinking blood and tears

Lifting up the river quietly flowing by.

Each step mirroring past and future

The twisting turning of the DNA

Shining, Immaculate, perfect,

Inside and outside me

The spiral staircases

Winding, dancing through my body

Winding dancing into the sky.

--

Richard Posner

https://richardprism.blogspot.com/

We The Poets: https://citizenpoets.blogspot.com/

Commentary: The Death Throes of Old White America

Dear Old Whites,

It is happening in plain sight. This being America, the words blatant, in-your-face,crude, self-justified, self-absorbed, narcissistic and defiant come to mind. Not much subtlety or room for doubt. And when struggle turns to death throes, the obviousness of it all becomes even more clear. There are advantages to this.

Poetry: The Riven Tree

Poetry: Monkey (3)

An Ode to Enjoy

Commentary: What Can Save Us

I have argued before that nations cannot save us, even when they cooperate or form international agencies.My belief is that only grass-roots or ad hoc transnational organizations  can form and become effective in the very short timescales that we have to operate in. Even when a nation, whether authoritarian or democratic, is capable of rapid adaptation or change within its own boundaries, although even this can be very difficult,  as soon as the international dimension comes into play, the rigidities and delays become dangerous in our present circumstances. 

Poetry : 2023 - We used to name the storms

Poetry : Good Intentions

Poetry : Two Mars Poems

Poetry : Spring Marriage

 

For some reason my thoughts have turned to marriage recently. This little poem is not about your marriage or our marriage, but about that strange festival of optimism in general, with the next generation being as daft about it as we were/are....

Poetry : Monkey (2)

Poetry: Boiling Down the Sap (Draft 2)

Monkey

 

Andromeda

Andromeda

Poetry : Eros/Logos

 

Poetry : Circling the Past

Commentary - Nations have had their day

A nation is defined as  "a large body of people united by common descent, history, culture, or language, inhabiting a particular country or territory."  "Culture" here can include religion, myth or ideology which can trump all the other features. There are times, centuries, areas of the world, where the definition  and reality of Nations still makes or has made sense in the very recent past. For me to suggest that the whole concept is obsolete seems ridiculous on the face of it.  We may have world agencies and currency, we may try to coordinate a climate agreement worldwide or have a set of rules for world trade, but when it comes to serious matters such as national wealth,  a pandemic or a war, we fall back on sovereign states and national interests. Try telling the Chinese or the French or the Thais or the Brazilians or the Egyptians or a hundred more distinct groups of millions that nations belong to the past, and such a suggestion will be brushed aside. For that matter, try telling that to most Americans.

Poetry : Creation - the Big Whimper, Just Because

 

Poetry: Meanwhile