Daniel Brick Poems

Earth's increase, foison plenty,
Barns and garners never empty,
Vines with clust'ring bunches growing,
Plants with goodly burden bowing;
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What if I were to show you
TIME runs out in two streams,
side by side they pour forth
the contents of time into space.
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The long sorrow of the flute
stretched across the parched
ground of the caravan camp
into the hearing of travelers
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On a windy day in early autumn
I went to my balcony with a folder
of all my love poems from twenty-five
years of writing. I read each one
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Written for Aphrodite

Even when I see you far away,
walking by yourself over dunes
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For Baharak

I cannot see you, because the wall
of darkness is thicker than any made
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A sheet of paper carried on a summer breeze
tumbled passed me. Where it settled,
on a park lawn lined with elm trees,
revealed a dump site of sheets, all
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The creator-god was tired
and ready to resign. For eons
he had tried to make the whole
endeavor succeed: To make
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for Baharak

Moonlight spreads across the landscape
and covers everything it touches in its path
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O the moon-days of winter! Snow has fallen.
You leave after midnight, having drunk crimson wine,
the dim precincts of men. The red flame of their hearth
briefly lights the snowy path you tread alone.
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