Bifocals

I close my eyes behind the bifocals, To hear better without being distracted twice— A single voice without accompaniments, The single path before it diverges. I must have heard the echo of a distant thud In mom’s womb in turbulent times, Between the end of the World War II And the beginning of the Korean … Continue reading Bifocals

Path of Kindness

Don’t die before we are dead, Stay alive to witness The history returning Through the revolving door. Meantime, invent, create, write To safeguard dreams Within and without In this unsettled time. Power grabbers scheme to steal From unsuspected innocents, To silver-line their pockets— Thieves in broad daylight. Learn to praise; Respell the misspelled, Trim the … Continue reading Path of Kindness