Poetry

by Kevin T McEneaney On that solemn Ash Wednesday when we recall we all are but dust, Hamlet meditated on the death of his father, confronting the king who poisoned…

by Kevin T McEneaney Valentine’s Day is like when a lonely chair by the road is picked up by a handyman who repairs it, then places the chair by a…

by Kevin T McEneaney In quantum theory an atom can be in two places at the same moment, say, New York City and San Francisco; a poet can be in…

by Kevin T McEneaney True! Paris is a cynical city with jokes about stupid politicians, the ignorance of the hordes of tourists, waitresses most willing to pad your bill, mean…

        by Kevin T McEneaney When a plant blooms once in a century, you know that something special is going on…. - In barren highlands of Bolivia, as well as…

by Kevin T McEneaney In a world where data oversupply is paramount, is it possible wisdom may become more arcane, harder to achieve in an algorithmic world? - Will algorithms…

by Kevin T McEneaney Christmas comes but once a year. We wish more, but if Christmas came every single day, it would no longer be Christmas at all. - Sometimes…

by Kevin T McEneaney A semblance of eternity is found: in pricking raindrops falling on your head, number of grass blades that you have stepped on, number of seeds you…

by Kevin T McEneaney We are all bio-electric beings. There is a current leaping through our brains, as there is in all cellular life forms (discovered by Luigi Galvani in…

by Kevin T McEneaney Like snowflakes dithering in windy breeze, Christmas mythologies descend on us as they accumulated over time, during two thousand years of stories, songs. - Christmas fables…