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Woman

                 Woman You slip away in poems that you wrote, In songs composed, in paintings painted by Your lust and fingers.  You turn out the vote For candidate and then learn just how sly He was, or muster funding for the cause— And win—but then the circumstances...

Psychotherapy Prognosis

   Psychotherapy Prognosis Your history can’t be cured.  It only goes To something like remission lacking hope. Your past remains.  Its presence, fungal, grows In X-rays probing memories.  You can cope If you are drugged enough with commonplace Forgetfulness and don’t...

Victors in Dream Geography

  Victors in Dream Geography Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem We want to conquer dreamers’ landscapes, sweep Through them triumphantly, explore each dream And make it ours. We want to fathom deep...

The Cambridge Christmas Choir Trinity

The Cambridge Christmas Choir Trinity The beauties vary.  One young man whose throat Appears to have no voice box sings high Inside the chapel.  Melodies devote Themselves from him like angels in the sky Above sopranos and the trebles.  He Turns into miracles the...

Death Sneers Silently at Services

Death Sneers Silently at Services We sing to dead ones.  That is how we pray. We sing the hymns and requiems. We chant The kaddish and the words of fate.  We sway In robes the living wear.  The pious rant Which sounds more beautiful than death, unless The timbre is of...