Poem: DIALECTICS

DIALECTICS

What do you know sun of the dismal, dreary day
What can you tell me water of the parching drought
What can you say light of the swarthy chilly rain
and you wind of US branches stout
that in your gust rebound
What do you know lingering, enduring flame
of the ashes that will snuff out your reign
What can you ever know of joy, nostalgia,
in your bittersweet might and main

Ernesto Vasquez, MD
January 11, 2011