Daniel Brick Poems

No surge of Spring
has loosened Winter's grip
on April. The cold air
mocks this month which should
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Go as far as you can.
Stop listening to that
foreign voice within.
It cannot help you
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How much does it matter
that I can square the circle
before the sun sets today?
How much does it matter
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Are my memories what I choose
to remember, or is there a mechanism
which regulates what stays and what vanishes?
I hope this resident regulator sleeps
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In a garden of rare flowers
named 'Heart's Haven' by Perdita
and her silent accomplice, Ophelia,
your feet sheathed in silver slippers,
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Homage to Abdul Wahab Al-Bayati

I heard from a friend
Americans paint words
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Suddenly, the evening stars blaze across the heavens.
Brilliant light and brilliant music
cascade across the marble courtyard.
Clouds slice the moon. Shadows and lights
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An Autumn Picture

Leaves, pale and dry,
fall
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To all my fellow poets at POEMHUNTER

This even is so rare in the scheme
of things it has no name peculiar
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There is lightning striking the edge
of things, out beyond the homes,
beyond the municipal buildings, even
beyond a few hideouts. Some among us
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