Category Archives: Poetry
Reading Anais
Forty-three years of her erotica on bookshop shelves yet only nowwe rendezvous. I read unutterably rapt, pixilated her paradoxically penetrating portal entitled The Diary of Anais Nin Volume 1 1931 – 1934. I am roused. Arrested. Awakened. In awe, I hold my breath.I watch this profoundly wise and fecund woman seeking congruity of personality and [...]
Canyon Walls
Contemporary ones not yet stonethough equally sheltering. But from what? Whose storyam I etching? ©2012 Stephen Victor Photos by Stephen Victor
Delight
In the mid-1980s I lived three months in the French Alps. This poem points toward the Grace of a late afternoon/early evening mountainous return trek to my village, in which I was blessed with heavily falling snow and lightning. Delight Stealthy winds whisperthrough nearly behemoth Vercors’Alpine trees, who,- otherwise -silently witness my steep descent. Darkness [...]
Anger – 2
In my last post, Anger – 1, I wrote of a positive strengthening and enabling anger: In itself, it exists without emotion. It is an energetic force accessible to assist us. Generally, and unfortunately, this positive anger is mixed, contaminated, with forms of problematic anger: those which conscript our attention and emotion. Therefore, we rarely [...]
A Visitor’s London
I love this polyglot city. Last week’s hastened winter and today’s blustery push all the more.Bad boy polar currents rousing intemperate moist flows along the North Atlantic Drift.In feigned order viagra online flinch, she relinquishes her bounty on this city. We, the beneficiaries, are regaled in brisk wettish renewal. I, an outsider,a foreigner, possessing but [...]
Poetry in Pink
IAttentions shift at Heathrow’s Terminal 5 Tel Aviv-bound gateas palpably potent femininity approaches. A syncopating shock of blond curls…and… oscillating hips backbeat to the rhythm buy cialis online of pretty legsunder a chorus of pink flared skirt. (Postulating in Hebrew:)“Watch my things!? What!? (Seeing my face.) You’re NOT Jewish! (She exclaims in classic deniable feminine [...]
Londoners
II love the Afghan physician – here now – driving taxi: With equanimity informing: “Took eight years to get my wife here.”With autonomous character and humility he added: “Life can be like this.” What forces coalesced – reconciled – centering, grounding this man! IIThe young Polish woman serving breakfast who brashly retorted:“Poland not good, so [...]
Love in the Time of Change
How do you orient in your world? Do you know your coordinates? Have your bearings, do you? And your heading,do you know it? Is it of your own setting, or another’s? What is itstrajectory? And the topography and tectonicsof your life? Are they of your doingor that of another? There is a great to-do about changenowadays. Whatis [...]