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Modesty’s Refinement from a Winter’s Afternoon

      Modesty’s Refinement    from a Winter’s Afternoon   The curtains in the bedroom at the front Were Margaret’s last and accidental gift To me.  Before their hanging day, death’s stunt Destroyed her.  She was sucked right through that rift...

Disaster More Likely than Not

       Disaster More Likely than Not A loved one with catastrophe inside His hair made up of crow-like black of curls, Disaster in the shine of eyes a bride Would die for, semen like the off-white pearls That naughty gods might drip when they forsake The ones that...

Imported Curvaceousness Times Itself from India

Imported Curvaceousness Times Itself from India   The pheasant came from Rome, the Normans, or From who knows where?  The feathers of its coat Say they were from an Indian king, and ore From Rajasthan. Cock pheasants almost gloat With beauty from the golden copper of...

“Tarry,” is Spring’s Command

     “Tarry,” is Spring’s Command Yet if we grieve, the spring that blossoms will Not come as wishes quick or slow will leap. The grief of spring will hasten just the spill Of cherry blossoms.  Spring will only creep Back when its universe returns again. Our grieving...