Poetry

Proof: A Sonnet

Even though we don’t at once see it, There’s dust floating somewhere in the air. We know, when it gathers on ledges Or makes an appearance, it is there. Isn’t that somewhat like God, I ask, Invisibly present in our lives? Yet skeptics and atheists demur, Denying...

Sonnet 4 from the Sonnet Sequence ‘Four Poems of True Vision’

It has been said You must remain unknown. Then I shall ask, what are these eyes That they should know, as if foreknown, They form my present sight to make it wise To let apparent absence so ensure Their vision know the truth of what it sees: Such wealth as...