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Primordial Beaks Before Our Daybreak

   Primordial Beaks Before Our Daybreak The songbirds hop among the flowers, upon The ground, and on the branches of the trees And branchings of the roses.  In dark dawn They wake to turn their heads and search through breeze And whispering sunrise for their early...

The Last Rose of Summer Not Alone

   The Last Rose of Summer Not Alone Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Joan Sutherland – “Last Rose of Summer” (1963) – YouTube  [Turn down the volume on this old recording or...

Rape, Shadows, Spring

    Rape,    Shadows,      Spring Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem When rape blares out in shadowed parts of fields, The spring is past.  Rape glares in yellow swathes Across the farm.  All other...

Dim and Not

                     Dim and Not Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem He carries one white candle in the space Beneath cathedral vaults.  He has to hold His hand in front of it, so just a trace Of light...

Flowers and Men and Fate

          Flowers and Men and Fate Palled eons hover in the space between Each falling petal, each palled eon called Eternity or death.  These, each one seen As equal, spy themselves as self-same, sprawled Like vileness, black.  Each falling petal floats To vacuum. ...