In "The Bard’s Eye on Now," Shakespeare’s spirit returns to behold the wonders and flaws of the modern age. With awe, he watches the rapid rise of technology, where thoughts soar like arrows across the sky and iron chariots race through the heavens. Yet, despite these marvels, he mourns the coldness of human hearts and the corruption of power, as greed and violence still plague mankind. This poem ...

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Are we but ephemera,

Or timeless?

A work of art

That disappears

Gradually

In the mists of time?

This material form

That endures so short a time.

Then, reappearing

In the dewdrops

Of a frosty Autumn morn,

And in the sunlight

Of a bright Spring dawn.

The comforting songs

Of a dawn bird singing.

I...

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Hear the shuffled footsteps drag upon the cold alone

Looking for a distant stone an ancient memory

Dryness caked upon the ground with lives that never were

Looking for a trace of wounded flowers

Rows of dying blossoms dripping open in the rain

Satyrs running naked in the summer nights of love

Cracked and dripping idols close their eyes against the pain

Blinded aged still ...

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