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Smeared

                 Smeared Where Kipper went we do not know. He left. That’s all. He went out through his cat flap. Then He disappeared. He roamed into the cleft Of blank eternity, that region when There’s everything and nothing. He just slipped Out. We were heedless....

Sappho Wrote about Twelve Thousand Lines of Poetry

Sappho Wrote about Twelve Thousand Lines of Poetry Twelve thousands lines of poetry were torched By time and Christians. Piety increased The ravages, all this because she scorched With love for girls. The bishops made a feast Of male disgust that Sappho caused by fire...

Volcanic Balance

          Volcanic Balance Cleanliness is what we need in the art, In music, and in poetry. The heats Of passion and the pulsing of the heart And other organs, lungs, are best when beats Become subdued by breezy parts of mind, The temperate regions. Coolness enters in...

Nightmare in Plato’s Cave

Nightmare in Plato’s Cave “Antony Hatzistavrou (‘“Correctness” and Poetic Knowledge: Choric Poetry in the Laws’) defends the claim that ‘a work of art is beautiful if and only if it successfully represents a beautiful original’.” ~...