Daniel Brick Poems

I made a promise...
as I stood within the tourists
and families. The plain was wide
and evenly lit by everyone's Sun.
...

How much do we really know
beyond the obvious facts
of living from day to day
and grabbing hold of whatever
...

They say a woman's hair
is her crowning glory, and
I half believed it, until
I became aware of the curve
...

There are peals of thunder, getting
ever closer. Brief flashes of lightning
blind those who are unprepared. They will
see again in due time. The tall man
...

I

Warm friends and zither songs
already linked our pleasures
...

Walking down Summit Avenue, I saw
the smooth stones and Romanesque arch
of St. Luke's Church, long ago my family's parish.
Inside a solitary parishioner knelt
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Why is it our NEW YEAR
begins just as WINTER enters
his old age? Must we always
drag that dotage with us
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When we named each other,
language played its essential role:
to identify the beloved (Oh, what splendor!) ,
and then fall into a protective silence.
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Day heaves darkness out of sight.
The trees remaining on this ordinary
street seem scattered, haphazard.
Disease has claimed so many of them.
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Rejoice with me, Elizaveta!
It is already the second month
of our midwinter spring here
along the banks of the Mississippi.
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