Oxymoronic Virtual Poem

When it entered in- 

Cognito, the room fell deathly 

Silent and with tongue 

In cheek, it was in 

Deed deafening.

 

 

The Weight, Enlightened Over Time

We write 

Because we cannot 

Bear not to 

Bear witness how 

It lightens us, 

Time after time.

 

Homecoming Song

--for my cousin, the silent one 

In the stifling 
Heat of this, the longest 
Day of the year,

While incessant cicadas 
Fiddle fickle time away, 
Just as your coffin is 

Being lowered, to hear 
From out of the shadows 
Of wind-swept cypresses, 

That one lone 
Nightingale's uplifting 
Air! 

 

 

Subjunctive

In the mood 

To wonder 

At the wondrous

As if it always were 

No wonder 

It was.

 

 

Huxley In Gaza

All the witnesses 

Were present 

But no one able 

To distinguish which ones 

Were eyeless.