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Grave

              Grave Beyond the light the morning star provides Are depths and distances behind, around, And promising.  They are eternal tides, Eternal only as such light is bound By borderlands of physics.  Morning star Illumination reaches from the dawn Of...

Not to Be Eclipsed

         Not to Be Eclipsed Artemis and Apollo Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem He settles into quietness,  a moon That does not give a care about eclipse. He settles into desperate calm, a noon Ruled...

The Feeling of Time and Its Invariable Companion

The Feeling of Time and Its Invariable Companion Où sont les neiges d’antan? ~ François Villon Of all our spiritual possessions this One measures deepest, far:  “the pathos of Distance,” says Nietzsche.  It is that abyss Between the past and now, and how the...

Love’s Lunge at Long Last

   Love’s Lunge at Long Last The moon in near remoteness, when compared With sun, and stars, and planets, makes its slow Fast way above us after being snared By gravity like weighty love below It, heft of earth’s devotion countless years Ago, four billion years ago...

Mystic Incense Deployments

Mystic Incense Deployments Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The esoteric scent of peonies Belongs to aliens, to Czars’ domains, To empires now forgotten, Viennese Commanders with silk helmets on...