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On Wings of Longing

         On Wings of Longing In future I will fly to Spain to find . . . And find.  I hope to find a long-lost past With someone in it, long in heart and mind Of meetings, Edinburgh, Aix . . . memories vast For me, as long as forty years and more. This one I hope to...

In a Glass of Absinthe Mixed with Trojan Blood

In a Glass of Absinthe Mixed with Trojan Blood Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The oldest Homer, blind or not, might see That caves of poetry are where the dark And torches, wavering with black, agree....

Red

                            Red Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The red around us means STOP, DANGER, NO If it is human-made.  Perhaps it hints Some other code in nature.  In the glow Of skies at sunset,...