‘The Cymbal Player’ and Other Poetry by Martin Elster
The Cymbal Player As bows and fingers quiver strings, as lungs and lips whip up the air, as notes soar...
Read moreDetailsThe Cymbal Player As bows and fingers quiver strings, as lungs and lips whip up the air, as notes soar...
Read moreDetailsby Lew Icarus Bede "A sonnet is a coin: its face reveals The soul—its converse, to what Power 'tis due:...
Read moreDetailsSelf-Love Some tenderhearted people claim We’re deficient self-esteem; Yes, a collective sense of shame Made despondency mainstream. While gloom...
Read moreDetailsWordsworth’s Lament I wandered lonely as a cloud—Oh dear! I watched the dance of daffodils—Oh my! When on my couch...
Read moreDetailsThe toys we buy at Christmastime (The decorations, too), Don’t come from elves in Santa’s shop, As we’ve been...
Read moreDetailsOn the occasion of his birthday, 160 years ago, on February 27, 1848 At the Solitary Age of Twelve—Seven and...
Read moreDetailsBudding darkness, in your starkness, void of noise and light, deliver me from what I see ’fore day turns...
Read moreDetailsLiving with Omnibenevolence Each one of us is furnished with an expiration date, And no one living has the...
Read moreDetailsConfucius Institute Workers (Excerpt) For Xinqun Note: Confucius Institutes are being or have been set up at major universities throughout...
Read moreDetailsgone the time for finding fault for finger-pointing and assault frantic now the SOS our ship of state is in...
Read moreDetailsIt’s a vicious process, sonnet writing. It seems as every time I near the goal a syllable or rhyme eludes...
Read moreDetailsHe that hath ears to hear, let him hear. The misreporting of great Caesar’s death Errs by one gross omission....
Read moreDetailsThis life—O, how much more of it remains? The night is brief. Toward those short trees, we saw a bird,...
Read moreDetailsWhich Is the Grandest Name of All? Which is the grandest name of all? Churchill, Churchill, Churchill! Winter sere or...
Read moreDetails“But it was not pleasant to fire at the back of an unoffending individual…so I let him alone.” —Major Patrick...
Read moreDetailsTonight, I saw the moon Stalking me, watching me Hiding surreptitiously. She knows I know she's there She knows I...
Read moreDetailsThere once was a girl named Shelly. who bought a pet fish by the deli. But to her surprise, with...
Read moreDetailsInsomnia Many's the night I lie in bed with words to write that fill my head. They twist and turn...
Read moreDetailsShe sits in thoughtful silence, chin in hand, That old blue skirt hem covers her thin knees. Gazing west, the...
Read moreDetailsFenghan Gao was an outstanding artist of the Qing Dynasty (1644-1912 AD). He had profound wisdom and was multi-talented; he...
Read moreDetailsI fear no more the settling of the night Or mind its grey, evaporating shades; Mine ears are deaf...
Read moreDetailshttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rjc_6R0ang8&feature=youtu.be It was once thought that swallows wintered on the moon, or morphed into field mice beneath the autumn...
Read moreDetails. by David Bellemare Gosselin Today, seldom is Edgar Allan Poe's voice heard as it's drowned out by the popular...
Read moreDetailsLike feathered tip of swooping sparrow Our kinship cuts like that of arrows A brother’s love has weakened me...
Read moreDetailsIn another lifetime I was William Blake When I saw his work That was my take He wrote about love...
Read moreDetailsThe sparkle on the river, the lights from distant shore, the cold and bitter glitter, the beckoning of more, Is...
Read moreDetailsThose Days and These “‘. . . Macbeth does murther sleep.’” —William Shakespeare If only such a villain were __Alone...
Read moreDetailsBetween the trees, along the path I hear the woodpecker tap tap tap. Beneath the bridge, cyclists roll through...
Read moreDetailsFlower of Choice On native Australian flowers The wattle bears her gold in early spring As luminescent beads on woody...
Read moreDetailsHow wonderful of God to hold us together, When man is prone to tear us part, Said the surgical...
Read moreDetailsBy Carter Davis Johnson In a period where American literature was considered peripheral and amateur, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882) helped create...
Read moreDetailsJeremiah 52 When Judah rebelled against the Chaldean horde, They sought to gain freedom without help from the Lord, Trusting,...
Read moreDetails(All poetry by Bruce Dale Wise) Hylas and the Nymphs by Beau Ecs Wilder John William Waterhouse's "Hylas and the...
Read moreDetailsI’m born from a forked tongue’s hissing mutter, An ungrounded half-truth, forceless and tame. Just like a spark struck from...
Read moreDetailsSun slowly dipping in the western sky; the winds are light and the pine boughs tossing. From their warm,...
Read moreDetailsA robin should fly south before the snow, With others in the flocks of migrant birds, Quite safe amid...
Read moreDetailsFirst Place ($500 Prize): C.B. Anderson, Massachusetts “Stonewalls Sometimes a Prison Make” “Praise for the Mother of Summer” “Meritocracy” "Verification"...
Read moreDetailsRead about last night's lunar eclipse here. Thoughts on January 31, 2018’s Complete Lunar Eclipse Reflected Glory, full and bright,...
Read moreDetailsOnce upon a midnight dreary, while I wandered, drunk and weary, Over many a quaint and dimlit alley of forgotten...
Read moreDetailsThe Last Time I Saw Paris You have imagined how it was, I expect: Troy’s famous towers burning, the...
Read moreDetailsAlec, this is a touching tribute to a camp coach/counselor. I had my own at Camp Paisano near Alpine, Texas.…
Margaret, I was thinking about the vast variety of Moms when I wrote it. Thank you for pointing that out…
Margaret, thank you for the read and remarks. First Presbyterian is still there. As is Emmanuel Episcopal, which started at…
Roy, considering the vast variety of Moms, I'm glad you put that wondering of the angels into your creation workshop…
Quite a memory, Paul. Having watched that cascade flow into an impressive geologic gash, and produce rain forest, must give…
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