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Poems 2003

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Out of My Skin
Monarch
A Matter of Scale

Heat Wave
Poet and Pet
Awakening
Rebirth

A Reasonable Life

Snapshots 2006
Haikus
Hush and Listen
Faces
Lizard Thoughts
Thunder
White Rose
Mother of the World
Finally

Poems 2005 —
Passion & Discontent
Absence
Blind
Dance
Dry
The Wake of Disaster

Evening
Mama's Tears
Nude
Old Furniture
Pertoglyphs

Rest
Saved
Sounds of an Empty Promise
Entertainment
Sycamores
Three Quarters
Vientos del Mediterráneo
Weavings

Battle
Giving In

Poems 2004
The Dissappearance of Lao Tsu
Nameless Beauty
Commuting
Memory Game
Every Little Thing Counts
Landscapes of Yo Yo Ma's Brazil
Miles (to Miles Davis)
The Colors of Piazzolla's Tango

War and Peace
Making Friends
Old Glory
Kabul Update
Take Heart
March Madness

Poems 2003
Johnny Cash
Between Heartbeats
"Naked Poetry"
Sunflower Sonnet No. 1.5

New York City
My NYC is not your NYC
SanitationWorker, NYC
Gentrification
Passing By
Belly-button Renaissance
West Chelsea

Poems 2002
Crisis
Finding Each Other
Kindred Spirits
Meteor
To Our Youth
At Sunset
Questions
Hollyhock
Holland in Winter

On Society
Mirrors
McKinney X-Tex
Lady Liberty
Making Friends
Old Glory
Walking

Life's Lessons
Child's Life
Crashing Surf
In Search of the Unknown
Love at First Sight
Holding Hands
Grandpa's Tools

Musings
First Snow
Impressionism
Anonymous
Downcast Eyes
Sagrada Familia

In France
French Gardens
Air Show
Cell Phones 01-04

Churches
Lovers in the Castle


 

In response to June Jordan's "Sunflower Sonnets Numbers 1 and 2," the sonnet below is meant to come between the first and second. It is the voice of the lover to whom Jordan is writing in sonnet one. This sonnet gives the reason for the drastic change in tone from Jordan's first sonnet to her second.

SUNFLOWER SONNET NUMBER 1.5

Imagination burning cruelly plays
with the passion of your lonely yearning
as frozen nights give way to sun-scorched days,
I, the warm spring rain you seek for quenching
the ice-cracked soil of your winter's thirst.
Parched, you try to catch me in your sieve,
I flow and seek warm refuge in the earth,
your garden only one that I relieve
as many drink the moisture of my kiss
which fades, dissolving quickly in a dream,
the mist of summer pleasures that you missed
while stalking rays, your petals all-aflame.

Chilled nights have left my marrow cold and soft,
stems too weak to hold our love aloft.

 

© 2003 Richard Sidy

 

 

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