Frontiers Poems

It's good to feel you are close to me in the night, love,
invisible in your sleep, intently nocturnal,
while I untangle my worries
as if they were twisted nets.
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In Memoriam: Robert Lowell

I can make out the rigging of a schooner
a mile off; I can count
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Do you remember when
in winter
we reached the island?
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High on a throne of royal state, which far
Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind,
Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand
Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold,
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To achieve something great in the world you need Passion
To fulfill vision, a great leader’s courage comes from Passion
Whatever it may be, you must find your Passion
If passion drives you, let reason hold the reins
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WHISPERS of heavenly death, murmur'd I hear;
Labial gossip of night--sibilant chorals;
Footsteps gently ascending--mystical breezes, wafted soft and low;
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YEARS of the modern! years of the unperform'd!
Your horizon rises--I see it parting away for more august dramas;
I see not America only--I see not only Liberty's nation, but other
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I
THE BRIDE

Where have You hidden Yourself,
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Many are the deceivers:
The suburban matron,
proper in the supermarket,
list in hand so she won't suddenly fly,
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LIFE MODERN
Moored mindsets to addictive myths
spoor innr barbarians.
Dry stares, wry smiles and wary lengths
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You have the grit and the guts, I know;
You are ready to answer blow for blow
You are virile, combative, stubborn, hard,
But your honor ends with your own back-yard;
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Aim for the moon, if not the Mars;
Aim for the stars but avoid wars;
Aim for frontiers, without a fence;
Aim for world-peace, co-existence.
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(To have been read before the statue of Lafayette and Washington in Paris, on Decoration Day, May 30, 1916).

I
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I
A night the half-moon was like a dancing-girl,
No, like a drunkard's last half-dollar
Shoved on the polished bar of the eastern hill-range,
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Oh! Mercifull God
I do see the services of
Jawans in the frontiers keeping vigil
Protecting the sovereignty of the holy soil
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Be there as the highest peak
Not essentially to differ
Not eventually to conjure
Be there as a genuine will
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First there is the wind but not like the familiar wind but long and without lapses or falling away or surges of air as is
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The snow will dust the roadway,
And load the roofs still more.
I'll stretch my legs a little:
You're there outside the door.
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A sudden bliss has seized my mind,
And to a mountain peak it carries me
Up where the wind's forgotten how to stir the trees;
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You are the apple of my eye,
My heart's delight:
I am remote from my valley,
To me you are the Burning Bush of Sinai!
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I contend this world is not the final abode;
It will one day be out of my sight;
I'll no longer have to peer into its depths;
Death is sure!
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Headed east, but wanting to go west to frontiers of country-western
music, hot arid weather, deserts and their fastidious mountains,
coming home throughout the years, learning more on each escapade.
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Blaise Pascal
(June 19,1623 - August 19,1662)

He was a genius having done so much in 39 years
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The most dangerous poets in the world,
Are those who write without abject fears.
They're all so cool calm and level-headed,
As their poetry breaks into new frontiers.
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Crooks dig out skeletons from a Cloud,
And secrets in shroud dance singing loud.
Smart frontiers face hazards
Never dreamt by web guards,
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When I was a kid on the bus,
I looked at all that surrounded us,
out the window I always gazed
seeing old fields, half-trees, half-hay,
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The poetic vocation calls a man
to inner desert frontiers,
in order to dip into the ocean
of unexploited forces in him
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Listening carefully to notes being played on an interior piano,
enjoying their sensations as they tantalize and titillate brain
cells, energizing and awakening them one by one.
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At the rising of the sun
So begins our strength
As it rises across the horizon
Stretching and spreading
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