Unlike an opera Diva,
a writer hides his age
Scores to bear eternal youth,
a Contralto dies on stage
Ink reclaims the Land of Oz,
Dorothy to know
Toto barks—old lyrics march,
Peter Pan aglow
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)
Lying There Alone
Death arrives late,
but the dying begins early
You sense it in your motion,
—feel it in your bones
Life becomes compressed,
before ending abruptly
Memory all that’s left,
—you lying there alone
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)
The Future Nondescript
Like a hard drive out of memory,
Alzheimer’s attacks
The downloads that you stored before,
still there and looking back
All recent entries in the trash,
a reboot not the fix
The present distant—past so close,
and future nondescript
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017)