Long Olives Poems

This happened last Fall, during Thanksgiving break.

Lisa and I were at the MET (The Metropolitan Museum of Art), with her family, at an exhibit of Art Deco sculpture. Lisa and I came out of a...

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The Cascades congregation came
To an end. Dashing Damian and 
His crew were out of the vicinity.
On their way home. Polly spoke 
"I had me a good time tonight!
Thanks for the invitation."
She said, "I'm hungry." 
Damian...

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This was last Saturday night. We were at a rooftop party in downtown New Haven thrown by ‘DocHouse.’ Doc-House is kind of a frat-house, owned by Dr. Melon, where he and seven doctoral students live....

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Tim’s father had been a refugee once he put down his fight and his gun

The story is that he embarked on the very last ship leaving East Prussia

Under siege tanks and bombs from above fireworks...

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After enjoying a pleasant walk, I then spent an hour at a park,
And I relished the dulcet sounds, of cheery airborne skylarks.

The blooms were so lovely, all sultry in the fervid sunshine,
And the hummingbirds were...

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The Cry Of Dolores

A popular priest in 1810, Spanish rule he spoke against
those who had overthrown the Spanish Viceroy José de Iturrigaray
A speech calling upon the people to protect in angst
Their King Ferdinand VII was...

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those early attempts at a Mexican food
no store bought cardboard taco shells
she had to prepare her own
the appearance of the tortilla press
the arrival of the tortilla holder
became a beginning to a menagerie of new tools...

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We came walking blind bends at dusk, 
An overhanging fig picked fresh.
No pavements, just a nervous trust 
that drivers would skirt our single line.

Hugging the roadside with torches lit, 
Phones swung glowing to the ground...

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VII.

An involuntary shudder as I watch her 
Spread                           ...

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Earth         was a perfumed garden
residing in a single                   ...

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In shot snap seconds, everything changed.
The horror was sudden -
a shatter-shower of bullets
bouncing off rock.
The picnic I'd laid so carefully
blew apart - black olives
tossed into the air like fat flies,
the watermelon's pink guts splattering.

Gun aimed...

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You put him in a cage
That pilot you shot down
Pour gasoline on him
And set him ablaze

And the world is silent...

That seventeen year old girl
Writhes on that soiled bed
As you let all those other men
Rape her...

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The Great Escape

Perched on a rooftop terrace in glorious sunshine he watches ahead
Floats on his sky looks inwards and ponders the magic path unravel
           ...

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(In the light of humanity- Oh,
I’m out of breath, I feel suffocated
I cannot breathe, though no Cov-19 infects me
Yes, truly I cannot breathe now

On this earth, I feel ashamed of myself,
On this earth I fie...

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Mighty oars to take us away from our shores
Our horsemen marshal their men at arms
The trek is long, battles of the blood-soaked 
Our swords we hold high
Above our heads, the cross guides us to righteousness
For...

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Christian has been a privileged child with his own bedroom and toys

To build mighty mansions and palaces strongholds turrets and dreams 

Sometimes fantasy figures in a world that was powerful only for some


‘It teaches the...

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Q:   Where are the bodies of Mohammad and Buddha and all other gods and
       their prophets today?

A:   They are in the grave and they never...

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Lorca Translations III

Federico Garcia Lorca (1898-1936) was a Spanish poet, playwright and theater director. He was assassinated by Nationalist forces at the beginning of the Spanish Civil War and his body was never found.

Paisaje (“Landscape”)
by...

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Even the USA wanted the democratic government to be the prominent government of the world! Although today we have abandoned that dream! And not because we wanted to but because we could not accomplish it!

It...

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OH! We must all be aware and we shall all know about the vicious dogs of warfare!
They trample underfoot and shed innocent blood and they shall not escape the wrath of almighty God! For He...

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That look of fierce disdain, nobility! 
That regal plume of chestnut ruddy-brown 
with speckled breast! No hint of weak servility 
besmirched the falcon's fine, imperious frown. 
He loved the way it sat in proud tranquility...

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Let’s begin with
A strong fresh
Brewed Greek coffee
The aroma alone,
Will wake up 
Your senses, 
Allow you to
Let go, to keep 
An open mind to delight
And excite 
You, relax your taste buds.
About to travel,
Don’t put up fences,
Today...

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Lorca Translations II

Canción del jinete (“Song of the Rider”)
by Federico Garcia Lorca
translation by Michael R. Burch

Cordoba. Distant and lone.
Black pony, big moon,
olives in my saddlebag.
Although my pony knows the way,
I never will reach Cordoba.

High plains,...

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Today is Good Friday. Jesus, the Nazarene, who robbed no one, cheated no one, who loved all, healed the sick and performed only acts of kindness, when accused guilty and became the victim of gross...

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In Nineteen ninety-six, our son and wife, Majors
In US Army, moved to Izmir, their new base.
As usual, whatever place they were assigned, 
We flew to visit them as well as dear grandkids.
So off we went...

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