Slaughterhouse Five

Slaughterhouse Five

So it goes and so it goes and so and on it goes War then birth then accidents. Then death. Time has earthlings in its throes But events all explode in one breath. Someone trips then someone marries. Another gets a kiss. Out the window over there the fat lady eats an...
The Monster Wants Him Some Love

The Monster Wants Him Some Love

The monster learned to read and to speak. He saw the joy that love can bring ‘til his longing for love began to leak Into others’ horror at his face’s zing. Events in Europe led us to a captain afloat In the Arctic, longing for a friend who’d be dear Not likely to...
Frankenstein – or, It’s not so easy to be good

Frankenstein – or, It’s not so easy to be good

We want so much for a triumph; Life helps us along sometimes. But to hubris God says, “Harrumph! And a hungry ego still climbs. Victor Frankenstein gave his all to science He labored at it hard. Ignoring his love in the balance Until by design he was jarred. At first...
Middlemarch:  A Sonnet

Middlemarch: A Sonnet

In Middlemarch true love emergesAmidst stilted, traditional ways.Force and custom get their dirgeswhen freedom and will are set ablaze. Dorothea, pure of heart,Gave up a legacyFor she could not stay alive apartFrom the spirit she did see In Will. Will’s will, his...

Ahem, Mister Nabokov

You and your Pale Fire Uncle Vladimir has left us something from which we can learn. He penned a book in verse that novel was. And we, the beneficiaries, avoid it at our peril. For in it he tells of teachers, nymphs and wives And utters the thoughts we thought but...

To our dead Uncle Nabokov

It’s a pale fire, and then paler still Never to consume more intimate history Never more to creep or twist or twirl through logs Wond’ring if a boy would ever, ever meet this girl Who would think of her—yes, the very lift of my very nose? Or my voice’s cadence—or my...