‘Lone Cypress, Pebble Beach’ and Other Poetry by Neal Dachstadter

Lone Cypress, Pebble Beach

Crack of stone for rest and bed,
Wrack of storm unpressed I tread,
Sun and proud and bright and gold;
Dun and shroud of night, I hold.

Fraternal

I have some friends I got by word,
We never met and rare conferred,
Ann Arbor, Berkeley, Athens tend
To mind and thought, which comprehend
An ancient truth, from day of yore:
When thought be one? From yonder, more.

Long’s Drugstore, Lunch Cultus

By “lunch” is meant this pharmacy,
Persistent, from mid – century,
As many eggs for dollars three,
The kind of place we like to be.

Where they mention Sigma Chi,
Where you’ll hear On Jewish Rye,
With Father’s Father’s Father nigh,
And on the wall:  that kind of guy.

Neal Dachstadter is a poet living in Tennessee.  His work has been printed in Decanto Poetry Magazine (UK), Western Viewpoints and Poetic Images: the Great American West (Woodinville, Washington), Society of Classical Poets Journal 2015 (Mt Hope, New York), Rocky Point Times (Puerto Peñasco, Mexico) and The Lyric (Jericho, Vermont).  A member of the Demosthenian Literary Society at the University of Georgia, he deployed to Hawija, then wrote on Lookout Mountain, continuing with Delta Kappa Epsilon International.  Berkeley, Ann Arbor, and Athens encouraged him as a writer.  In 2015 he wrote in Arizona at Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument five miles north of Mexico.

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