‘To a Brother in Paris’ and Other Poetry by Neal Dachstadter The Society July 17, 2015 Beauty, Culture, Poetry 2 Comments To a Brother in Paris Like Sun in the woods, or a cold Summer rain, Would trouble make goods, and loss create gain. Then bound to a Lady, and allied to Bro, With the grace of God found, wherever you go. Be wrought and be taught, as you progress through life, And fraught be your thought, with gladness not strife. Desert Storm, Prairie Lines Stream and river, reservoir Gleaming color, desert floor Sky of rain and buxom cloud Fiery vein and thunder proud Storm benign of lake rebirth Farm and wine and break of mirth Alarm of kine and slake of Earth Form divine mid aching dearth. Neal Dachstadter was born in Georgia not too far from his family’s Hereford and Angus farm. He lived in Albany, Texas and Reno, Nevada before deploying as a Chaplain to Hawijah with the Oregon, Idaho and Montana National Guard in 2005. Neal is currently the “House Dad, Philosopher & Caretaker” of the Louisiana State Chapter of DKE in Baton Rouge. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 2 Responses Shari Jo LeKane-Yentumi July 26, 2015 Incredible balance and play with rhythm and rhyme. Reply NealD July 27, 2015 Thank you Shari, and thanks for saying so. Sylvia my Mother and Al my Father read Longfellow and Kipling to me when I was very young. Neal Dachstadter Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.