Poets Against War continues the tradition of socially engaged poetry by creating venues for poetry as a voice against war, tyranny and oppression.
Patrick Daly
61 years old
Patrick Daly writes poetry and prose on his lunch hours. He has published articles and book reviews in the London Times, the San Jose Mercury News, and the Palo Alto Weekly, and poetry in many little magazines, most recently in Ekphrasis and The Sand Hill Review. He and his wife Charlotte were founders and co-hosts of Out of Our Minds, a prime-time poetry show on KKUP radio in Cupertino, California.
Piano, Fall
Piano, Fall
Brahms is here, these late piano pieces, “cradles for my loneliness”, a rocking of orange poppies bending and unbending, a caress, ruffling of a tree dipping this whorl of needles and that one, and that, in the light-laden air, a caress for all who come near, a promise that beauty is in the world and the touch that makes the promise good. What pre-dawn loneliness it must have been to spread such echoes. The piano is spreading suspicion of delight among us as a tree spreads shade, the breeze twists and releases the poppies.
Such cruelty as there is in the world must be a dream. The undying weight of it. The crushing of what is already crushed as though one wished to turn bones to milk. As though the ordinary agonies of the body were not enough. Such suffering must be a dream, surely the piano is about to say so, and we will not wake – we will never again wake saying What have we done, to hear the hammers start again without ever having stopped.