My last attempt
to circle the square
anger takes the throne
Isolated
no longer to share
servitude alone
Wandering unsure
things left unsaid
words to disappear
Into the dark
deserted forlorn
heightening my fear
The ladder broken
every rung
unable now to climb
Direction gone
a beggar’s song
—with nothing left to find
(Valley Forge Pennsylvania: October, 2020)
Minor Plus Est
Happy is he
who is content with the least
Whose hunger is sated
in famine he feasts
Happy is he
who begins at the end
And ends at the beginning
—his fortune to bend
(Dreamsleep: October, 2020)
Sensus
The Veil of Perception,
what lies beyond
Our senses and memory,
all time put upon
Lying within
or lying without
Inherent by nature,
shadowed by doubt
Primary function,
will scholars proclaim
But second to that
—our reasonings change
(Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: October, 2020)
In Voltaire\'s Shadow
Doubt is a troublesome occupation
—certainty merely absurd
(Radnor Pennsylvania: October, 2020)