Ages of Man

Ages of Man (a poem based on the “All the world’s a stage” monologue from Shakespeare’s As You Like It) Ages of Man   Infant: Out of the pellucid womb, I grasp for reeds I can weave Schoolboy: into a song. Hoping by a smile of favor, I may play Lover: a fragrant note. Soldier:…

From Clock:

For whom do I thank for this blessing, of hands that keep time in this place? If not for my make, then my maker, who fashioned the folds on my face? For whom do I thank for this blessing, of a tick on which some measures rest, when in counting the minutes to seconds time…

A Place in Time

They called it A Place in the land of Time though it had no roof or door, when many came to enter in and tread across its floor.   There, young and old did saunter through though none, alas, could stay, as the purpose of A Place in Time was to guide all to ‘the…