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The Sacredness of Steak

     The Sacredness of Steak A rite of sacrifice and hunting kill Were when an ancient Greek could gnaw some meat. At other times he had to have bean stew or grill Some fish or octopus the local fleet Hauled in.  The local lord, who served as priest To tribal gods,...

Low Level Loves

        Low Level Loves For most of us baize friendship is a low Replacement for the brocade kinds of love. It hums along, not singing.  It is slow Compared to passion which is far above It, or at least in poetry it is. A man needs buddies, yes, of course, but they...

The Fall

               The Fall I think that I will be an autumn leaf In dying.   I will turn to blowing red And glowing amber. Yellow’s autumn grief Will sublimate me like a glistening dread. October skies of vivifying blue And indigo November afternoons Will only serve to...