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The Legends and the Gods, the Victors and Obliterations

The Legends and the Gods, the Victors and Obliterations https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z-2khcTHIgs The flow of cosmic history through this mote We call the world has always been a rush, Not slow like muddy streams but more a bloat Of rivers gorged with spate of...

Virgins in Self-sacrificial Auto da Fé

Virgins in Self-sacrificial Auto da Fé “His ‘magic’ does not take account of what cannot be known.”* His beauty does not care Who worships it with fragrantly white-hot Devotion at a burning altar where Our ribs are offered up as incense to The...

Death Defied in the British Library

Death Defied in the British Library I sit across from Wayne, but decades on And much improved.  Not only young again, But cuter nose, and lips more cushion drawn, More velvet-shaped—too lovely, these, to deign To pray or sing a Sabbath verse.  The hair Is lovely,...

Once was Evil Enough

   Once was Evil Enough The ancient tragedies of Athens played Upon that stage just once and then were rolled Around themselves in paper. They had made Impressions strong enough and so were scrolled Up, waiting … silently … for who knows what? For paper...

Black Star

         Black Star          “Poetry is a Destructive Force.” ~ Wallace Stevens          “Panteurs cruelles” ~ Arthur Rimbaud, “Voyelles” A hurricane’s extremest blast is like The force of Rimbaud.  Alexandrines fell Like...