Poems

of

Death and Rebirth 2026

The Triangulum Galaxy, by astrophotographer Alan Dyer, image via AmazingSky.com, used with permission.

Pizza
Lemon bars
A purring cat
Enough
— Shintai Dungay
Billions of choices
A lifetime of edges navigated
I choose kindness
— Monica Smith
Replenish Being
walking, sitting, sharing, rest,
Birdsong—a reward!
— Ruth Ann Homan
Stumbling along
I somehow find my way toward peace
Blundering blindly
The future always unknown
Trusting the path, I walk on.
— Dixie Conley
Living death hiding light
Why forge from yesteryear
Now more misery

Life, death, shading light
Why not forge from yesteryear
Even happiness
— Peter deGraaff
Together in the boxes
Zoom brings us together
Until we are muted forever.
— Nancy Ashley
The Great Matter

When i was 7, running blindly, as children do
I ran into a fixed metal object. It was about my height, with a pointy spike aimed at my forehead.
Ducking at the last second, I missed pithing by a nanometer.

Since then I’ve thought about death at least once a day,
how easily it can arise.

I’m 75 now,
still hammering at this wall between life and death,
like the wall between waking life and dreaming.
So frustrating!
— Teiko