‘250 Years of the Invisible Hand’: A Poem on Adam Smith’s Wealth of Nations, by Warren Bonham
250 Years of the "Invisible Hand" We should all want to shake the invisible hand, since it knows how...
250 Years of the "Invisible Hand" We should all want to shake the invisible hand, since it knows how...
Bombing Iran How sad that war provokes such controversy. Why can’t we just get on with it without A...
The Number 86: A Humean Tragedy "For my part, when I enter most intimately into what I call myself,...
Who Wrote Shakespeare? It could not be the glover’s son; _it had to be the Earl. To know...
Hidden Harmonies “In all chaos there is cosmos. In all disorder a secret order.” ---Carl Jung I. Slaying...
How Fast __How fast can AI do Theology? How quick can it descry _The infinite, sort somehow through _The...
Undone Decisions made in haste are doubts deferred. The need to come off confident, to seem As though in...
The Departure His soulful eyes did look on life, and sorely did he weep. He turned his head upon...
Apologia We stand on others’ shoulders. That is why I sometimes speak a thought already spoken. It’s tradition. Truth...
Montaigne and Us He holed up in his tower of stone, alone, Sickened by what he saw had overcome...
A Song for the Survivors of Grooming Gangs Clutches of cowards stain once restful ways Where doors opened on...
True Susanna Susanna, beauty faithful to young love, To marriage, and to parents’ righteous ways, But most to God,...
Olympic Gold _Eat the beauty and the beast. Ingest, digest until you’ve had your fill. _Sojourn till the west...
Atomized The Great Stillness fell throughout the loud town. A quiet dust began to settle down. Where laughter once...
The Vault _The turning sky enwraps the world. Each day, entreating eyes wide-open to This circling vault shall earn...
Clonmacnoise (Cluain Mhic Nóis) Rocky gray ruins, round tower stronghold, speckling a wide expanse of green, residuum of a...
Song of the Beelzebots We lure you with our speed and with our flair. We snare you with our...
Modern Generation Gap I wish some young folks’ touchiness was less extensive, _So more of them could ponder this...
Beauty Is a State of Mind A young Masai tribe suitor who is wanting to get married, Must offer...
The Triumph ---on the three lost legions, and the abrupt end to expansion under Augustus The lovely face of...
Carnival Quintilla Subtly startling Harlequin, Mutely miming tenderness, Yang you are and I am yin, Thrilled to feel your...
Village There once was a village where everyone shared _whenever another had need. The folks in that place were...
Thoughts at Daybreak At break of day, you rise up quietly To check on our young daughter, who lies...
Humpty Dumpty Redux Some say we stole the land we think we own, and that we must return it...
A Forecast of Fortune Here’s my forecast of fortune for today, The local and the universal too, Informed by...
The Cupbearer or the Baker? --Genesis 40 A dream goes through a sieve once we awake, With only fragments...
A Panegyric on the Nativity Babies are cool In spite of the drool And inordinate stool. Babies are cool....
Tapiola Tapio is the Finnish god of the forest; Tapiola is his home. Only a fool disturbs my sylvan...
Breath by Breath An orb of light in darkness flickers out To halt the marching steps of eager trust;...
The War in Heaven ---for the IDF But stranger still and most sublime of all A second vision sweeps...
A Surviving Maduro Guard Speaks A guard who was protecting Nicolás Maduro said: “We did not hear the Yankees...
A Bit Player A dorm in Happy Valley. Solo room, door closed: a nineteen-year-old's cozy womb. Our heroine Helen,...
Main Message He got a hug when he arrived, _Another when he left, But that attention felt contrived--- _With...
Beyond Minneapolis These freedom haters styled as anti-fascists Arrive like clockwork at all ICE events To foment anarchy. These...
Out at Third We’d been good friends until I kept saying, “Yes!” And she, who felt uneasy, kept saying,...
Different Strokes The sin for which old Yahweh leveled Sodom, Though scholars, on this point, may disagree, Is penetrating...
Violin Vengeance In circumstances that exist no more, A rickety old mill stood near the border Of provinces in...
Jekyll and/or Hyde When we observe what seems to us to be phenomena that should not co-exist, but somehow...
Prophesy to the Wind “Prophesy to the wind, prophesy, son of man….” ---Ezekiel 37: 9 Prophesy to the wind---for...
Qoheleth —Hebrew title for the speaker in Ecclesiastes I know a God-sized hole stays in our souls. The mind...
You're so right, that "prose can't frame" the things a painting, or a poem, can; prose wasn't made for that…
The face that launched a thousand PhDs. I love it! Thanks for the reads, James.
Full of thought-provoking observations, and a classsssssssssic last stanza. Thanks for the read, Mark.
I love the poetry of Jim Tweedy, for the rhyme and meter, and especially for the images he conveys. Always…
These are both excellent — wise and well done. Thanks for sharing them.
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