Category Archives: Sonnet

The silence of the evening swells to sound, As though in blindness I could see more clear, And far-off traveling cars so close hum round I halfway think that Far is very near. There is a fragile something forming by, … Continue reading →

(This is the first sonnet I’ve written in years.) Fear not, O Universe, the taking eyes of man (Embracing close your swirling spheres of fire), Nor shrink from reaching hands that would you grasp And purify your globes with calm … Continue reading →