The following poems are from The Eye of the Beholder, Chronicle Press, Franklin, OH, 1975.  Marilyn Throne prefaces this volume: "How apt the title of the volume is, The Eye of the Beholder, for each of us is a beholder of the world, singularly defining a world that no one else can see because no one else can look through our eyes. Only the artist shares his vision of the world with us.

"This beholder is a poet, Malcolm Sedam, who turns his vision on a crowded life. Nature, people and events are viewed in turn. And through these things which crowd a lifetime, through wars, storms, death, love and people, runs the question, what is man?"

Blue Angels

And I will rise

            on wings of splendid fire

and trace a thousand love poems

                        for the earth’s desire —

And I will climb

            through towers of timeless space

and lift my ardent longing

                        to the sun’s embrace —

And I will soar

            across the endless skies

and seek the precious moment

                        where the deep heart lies —

And I will glide

            down halls of velvet white

and spread the golden morning

                        with a god’s delight —

Love will I bring to you

            life will I sing to you

                        beauty becoming you

                                    faith to ascend —

You look at me amazed?

                        I will begin again . . .

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