The Poems of David Garlick
How friable the years in the mill of life, time, a lost dimension, in memories – that we hold precious in our minds. Thoughts and scenes that play forever but vanish in a flash, precious snow flake held for an instant on your hand. Baby, child, youth or wo/man, play in an instant, then vanish […]
I was cold. Your hospitable service warmed me. I was thirsty. Your Sake nearly quenched it ! I was hungry. Your tasty food filled me. I was tired. Your fine music revived me. Thank you for welcoming a stranger. David Garlick, Tokyo, March, 1992
I do not think that good marriages are made in heaven and like wise, they are not destroyed in hell; though it may, at times, seem like it. No, good marriages are made by people and destroyed by people. The good and the bad, the well meaning, the simple they are conceived in love, lust […]
The sky was full of stars, their brilliance, the light of yesterdays – sent on their way, millions of years ago to touch youthful minds. The beach glowed, still warm under foot. The moon in purdah on this Arabian night. A small adventure, a first of its kind for the young woman, recently married […]