The Other Side

The Other Side

This isn’t death, it’s glory! It isn’t dark, it’s light; It isn’t stumbling, groping Or even faith, —- it’s sight!   This isn’t grief, it’s having. My last tear wiped away. It’s sunrise, it’s the morning Of my eternal day!   This isn’t even praying,...
I’m Nobody

I’m Nobody

I’m Nobody! Who are you? Are you – Nobody – too? Then there’s a pair of us Don’t tell! they’d advertise – you know!   How dreary – to be – Somebody! How public – like a Frog – To tell one’s...
He Died Climbing

He Died Climbing

On the throne of emptiness I sit and wait To see wings of freedom appear From a land enthronged with gold – Such a beautiful state – As to put a mind at rest And throw away my fear.   Arthur De Kusel was killed climbing in Chamonix in July 1970. ...
Jeu d’esprit

Jeu d’esprit

Flame-dancing Spirit, come, Sweep us off our feet and Dance us through our days. Surprise us with your rhythms, Dare us to try new steps, explore New patterns and new partnerships. Release us from old routines, To swing in abandoned joy And fearful adventure. And in...
Elections

Elections

Their threats are terrible enough, but we could bear All that; it is their promises that bring despair. If beauty, that anomaly, is left us still, The cause les in their poverty, not in their will. If they had power (‘amenities are bunk’), conceive How...