For Earlene

Let time undo,
what time will do
Let life undo,
what life will do
Let sea pass through,
what sea will do
Let air renew,
what air will do
Let night undo,
what you've been through
Let day repay,
its burning wound
Let clay resume,
what clay consumes
Let leaves fall down,
where lovers knew
Let grass grow up,
to nothing knew
Let all that's true remain untrue
You see,
there's always much to do,
for those who do not try,
Remaining in the garden,
Remaining in your eye.

To a Girl

My captive seagull,
I see you've come over,
To be held in my arms,
Wing and bony leg protruding

Escaping the scene,
Confusion in eye,
Fled to the room,
Fled to the sky,
Returning again,
I must question why?
To be captive again,
In order to fly

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Biography

I'm a 26 year old undergraduate, majoring in History at CUNY Staten Island. While my main focus is on poetry, I'm also a songwriter and have studied classical guitar with Benjamin Verdery. The rest of my time is spent running and studying Egyptology, which I hope to pursue in my graduate studies. I've previously been published by "Psychopoetica."