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Don’t Be Fooled

                Don’t Be Fooled The gods’ eyes, even when the gods are turned Away, are staring at us.  Egypt’s gods Are set askance.  Mortal sins are discerned By monumental eyes.  Temple facades Are covered with sly looks from faces sloped Away and sideways angles...

NecroPhillipa

             NecroPhillipa I can’t afford the kind of perjury To make me young and beautiful again In this life:  the best of plastic surgery Is well beyond my grasp.  Besides the pain Is more than I could bear.  Perhaps I could Afford a burial arrangement, though,...

Peonies, Agamemnon, and the Iliad

Peonies, Agamemnon, and the Iliad The peonies hold on in night-time dark. They fade and slacken to another kind Of loveliness.  They do not know the stark Fate bearing down on them.  Their pinks are blind, As blind as Homer in the palace of A king condemned by...

Masculine Rhythms and Forms

Masculine Rhythms and Forms How formal were the Greeks in ancient verse, The oldest voices most of all, the blind One, Homer, and then Hesiod. Disperse All thoughts of paltry freedom. Do not mind The strictest beauties of control. Since males Are almost always in the...

Lorena, Logic, Love, Loss

Lorena, Logic, Love, Loss The thought of Aunt Lorena crossed my mind Today while shaving. Human brains are strange Like feral cats who once were tame. Designed For logic, heads can sometimes disarrange Their purpose unpredictably. Why should My mind thinks, “Aunt...