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The Firmament Above, the Flowers Below

The Firmament Above, the Flowers Below Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  In dawns and twilights, winds prefer their lips To whisper, breezes coming, if at all, As gently as a smile.  Their fingertips Just...

“Adieu, adieu, adieu.  Remember me.”

“Adieu, adieu, adieu.  Remember me.” Hamlet, Act I, sc, v, 98 Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  If you were ghost and I were ghost with you, Would specter mouths be tempted, bringing lips...

Skylarks Are Shot in France Despite Vaughan Williams

Skylarks Are Shot in France Despite Vaughan Williams Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The skylark soars above the corpses on The battlefield of live doctrinal hate. There often has been one bright sunny...

Burning Burnt Orange

 Burning Burnt Orange Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  There’s orange and then there’s orange of silk.  That lords It over other colors.  Purple bows Before it.  Others have no right in chords...

Holy, Holy, Holy Lips

           Holy, Holy, Holy Lips Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary If I had holy lips, my mouth would bring Them to the sacred spaces that all know, Especially those ones our seers sing. Sublime prophetic lips...