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Not Even for Cleopatra

      Not Even for Cleopatra Once youth has fled the skin, the beauty will Be like the dryness and the sand of dunes. The breasts will sag like rotting fruit and spill Towards death, or worse, like twelve-tone music tunes Abandoned by the likes of Mendelssohn. The...

Not Even for Cleopatra

        Not Even for Cleopatra Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Once youth has fled the skin, the beauty will Be like the dryness and the sand of dunes. The breasts will sag like rotting fruit and spill...

A Temporary Fuck Up

       A Temporary Fuck Up Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  A novelist called Oates despises those Who rhyme their poetry.  The High Brows now Pretend that people, Jills and Joes, Who love a poem that...

To Theorize or Not to Theorize about Yesthetics

To Theorize or Not to Theorize about Yesthetics Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Most Joes and Judies walk through days and nights Without one thought of artistry.  And why Not?  Poets and the artists...