The Sun in Poetry
The New Colossus Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, With conquering limbs astride from land to land; Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman […]
Poetry
The Sun in Poetry
Secrets Secrets infesting my half-sleep… did you enter my wound from another wound brushing mine in a crowd… or did I snare you on my sharper edges as a bird
100 Haiku about Parkinson’s Disease
In April this year, the World Parkinson Congress held a haiku competition, in part to rev people up for next year’s Congress in Kyoto, Japan. Traditional haiku, as it’s known
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The Sun in Poetry
The Light of the House Beyond the cheat of Time, here where you died, you live; You pace the garden walk, secure and sensitive; You linger on the stair: Love’s
Poppy: The Acrostic Poem
Acrostic Poem Purple pupil peering Out of an orange orb, Pray tell, what do you ponder as People important and pedestrian pause to peer at You?
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Forsythia: The Acrostic Poem
Flowering member of the Olive family, whose bright yellow is Really such a welcome sight in early Spring that You can’t imagine going back in Time a few weeks and
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Daffodils: The Acrostic Poem
Darlings of early spring, All our attention is on you and your Faces that look back, creating a kind of yellow Fever that holds our gaze. But we can’t stare
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Six Years with Parkinson’s Disease: Status Update
In Honor of World Parkinson’s Day…. I live north of New York City, but most of my doctors are in Manhattan. When riding the train to Manhattan, I use the
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Announcing: WPC Parkinson’s Haiku Contest!
The Fifth World Parkinson Congress will take place June 4-7, 2019, in Kyoto, Japan. As a pre-game warm-up, the WPC is holding a haiku contest this month (April, 2018) which
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Spring Snow: The Acrostic Poem
Acrostic Poem So April arrived, and so did the snow, Pouring down on cars, trees, and home, but melting on the Roads almost immediately. It’s buried all the crocuses, under-
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