Poetry

by Kevin T McEneaney In the beginning our universe was smaller in volume than an atom, while after the Big Bang its inflation is so vast we cannot see its…

by Neil Donnelly Grey December, heart and soul leafless trees on the road not taken, that man in doorway with a begging bowl, oh Lord, why is he forsaken! *…

by Kevin T McEneaney Since the Big Bang, nothing has been added to the universe that we inhabit. The universe continues to expand. Astronomers can’t comprehend the now; they study…

by Kevin T McEneaney Mathematics pretends there is nothing that cannot be solved by computation based upon mathematical reason enshrined in equations or formula based upon staunch, rigorous reasoning, and…

by Kevin T McEneaney During decent winter snow-flaking fall, there is a consoling, naïve silence that expands the length of every second as snowflakes fall with improvisation while fickle winds…

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…