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Resignation

                         Resignation When hearts accept defeat, they do not make Hurt sounds, not even some hard-swelling beat Beyond the norm.  They do not feel  a stake Thrust through them, their spasming muscle.  Seat Of human feelings, throne of love, the heart...

A Diminished Thing

    A Diminished Thing The ruin of a stylish building, he Presides now over that dull avenue Late Middle Age.  Not near senility, This man’s poetic as Kalamazoo, Yet once he was a skyscraper with black Curls.  They are going thin and turning gray. His massive...

Paradise Tossed

Paradise Tossed It seem to me that paradise would soon Become a glut, perhaps already is For those who dwell there.  It’s as if the noon Had giant spotlights added and the fizz Of sixty billion sparklers, too, and then Someone lets off a hundred trillion A Bombs...

Spenser’s Red Cross Knight

  Spenser’s Red Cross Knight           Edmund Spenser, Wikipedia The Red Cross Knight was far too much.  The dark Spell-casters, monsters, faeries–whatever– He kept avoiding, meeting in the park Of that ridiculous poem, never Found him interesting...

Is Suffering Not Suffering?

Is Suffering Not Suffering? Is suffering not suffering if bathetic? If one of them, though adult, asks his mum To rescue him, is that so pathetic That it’s not agony?  He goes to slum Around a foreign city with his mate (In every sense) but gets so drunk and...