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Temples, Temple Oranges

      Temples, Temple Oranges Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  “Take the orange petals, Take the olive leaves” ~ Lorca, “Baladilla de los tres ríos” Some poet somewhere ought to write about The orange...

North and South

                   North and South   Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Through the waters of Granada only sighs can row.  ~ Lorca, “Baladilla de lost res rios” The gondolier in Venice oars his way Through...

No Need to Lament

             No Need to Lament Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Since fire is always chaste, we do not need To know its secret.  Smoke is not its soul. Its soul is more a blue and yellow steed That rages...

The Love of Money is the Root of All Evil

The Love of Money is the Root of All Evil            Christ’s Object Lessons Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  I, like the bearded mage of the tales, knew the language of stones and flowers. ~ Lorca,...

Free Verse as Nightmare Surrealism

   Free Verse as Nightmare Surrealism Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  “I thirst for new songs without moons or irises, and without loves that have died.”  ~ Lorca, New Songs (Cantos Nuevos) Who doesn’t? ...