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“Where Are the Women?” Cry Their Lovers

“Where Are the Women?” Cry Their Lovers Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The garden in the morning when no eyes Or ears are there, when no one’s nose goes past The petals and perfume of rose; the skies Of...

Religion

Religion Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The guiding paths are lost and rank with grass And weeds. Millennia have seen slabs racked With earthquakes. In this space where gods might pass, If they were real...

Yella

Yella Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Driech Lothian of downcast clouds holds glows Of rapeseed fields of flowers, their yella trite With brightness since the population knows The truth.  They know that...