Monday, September 26, 2016


scientists say
or energy
cannot be created or destroyed
only conserved

or changed

is there a physics
a chemistry of memory
a weight or worth
to some spiritual commodity
when remembered

but when it’s
forgotten by all

is it nothing then
or matter stored for another time
is there more of it
after sharing
can it change in the telling
the turn of the tale

after words
does memory matter
waiting to be retrieved
there in the soil

beneath the stone and grass

Barry DeCarli
September 23, 2016
On Hammond Pond
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Friday, September 2, 2016


where is your church?
mine is a medieval hilltowns
of Pienza and Montepulciano
along the quiet dusky
cobbled paths on the limestone ridge
tasting its namesake wines

in amazement
looking up to the risky parapets
the muted bell towers at times
still heralding the misery
and the joy from here
to Montalcino

my church catches the sunset
and the shadows
through the stone gate
at Monteriggioni
and cools the Tuscan piazza
below the city walls

it is a museum
where paintings of Caravaggio and
Michelangelo hang frozen in Florentine time
forever at home with the Medicis
so near Savonarola’s bonfire of the arts
and then of his flesh

mine is where our souls meet
and knowing
I can feel
see or hear
true genius

or the unlikely reconciliation of adversaries

where  making one of opposites
light and dark
hate and love
death and life
brings tears to my eyes

Barry DeCarli
July 10, 2015 & September 2, 2016
On Hammond Pond
Draft #5
©Barry DeCarli