Richard Fireman has been writing for over fifty years and enjoys providing readings at several libraries, bookstores, and even fairs located near New Jersey, (USA) - where he lives.
Quite a few of his articles have been published in local magazines and in chess publications and websites, such as the U.S. Chess Federation’s Chess Life, chessvibes.com, and kasparovchess.com.
In 2009 he contributed a chapter to the book Writing Away the Demons, a compendium of thirteen writers’ stories of how each of them used their writing to cope with life crises
Today we have the honour of helping Richard celebrate his book Constellations which you can find on Amazon.
Unbound
The kite-flyer does not move
but soars, kisses the air,
makes vicarious love to the sun.
He stands patiently at the edge of the sky
unreeling his bound self,
sensing the shifts of the wind
like a blind lover,
and takes what shapes
emerge.
We are so far from God,
so near.
No Way
No, there will never be the perfect poem
and the sun will never keep from setting
No, there will never be the perfect life
dream’s leaves will always fall in autumn
No, there will never be the perfect love
there are tornadoes even in the spring
No, there will never be the perfect death
as summer’s green becomes the white of winter.
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Your poetry has a peaceful joy feeling about it.. thank you for sharing 2 of your poems with our audience, Richard. :)
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