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Twingeing

            Twingeing Faint Orpheus is made of firefly light And phosphorescent footprints in the sand Inside Aegean coves of curving white. He fades and shines like constellations spanned With stars and planets hidden often by The clouds of time.   He goes and comes...

True Love

             True Love                 For Charles Randall Stanfield   Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “I can never feel certain of any truth but from a clear perception of its Beauty.” ~ John Keats...

Troy in New Orleans, Manhattan, or London

   Troy in New Orleans, Manhattan, or London Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem So I found “Helen” sitting in a streetcar; the Dionysian revels of her court were transferred to a Metropolitan roof garden...

To the King of Greece

    To the King of Greece The past attempts to speak.  It tries to talk With words and other ruined things like stones That lie in heaps or carved acanthus stalk Of leaves in marble.  Sometimes vellum tones Come up from opened scrolls.  Occasionally Our history gives...

Thucydides: “Because of the Human Thing”

                      Thucydides: Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem   “Because of the Human Thing” We forecast both the worst and best because The human thing is settled in the crux. Set there like...