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Abelard and Heloïse Illuminated

               Abelard and Heloïse Illuminated When Abelard was my age, he was dead. I think he would have lived eternally If he had known he’d be stiff as French bread Flutes, as sticks of it dressed infernally, When painted in the Roman de la Rose In red and orange...

Crepe Myrtle Armory

  Crepe Myrtle Armory A pink of seriousness, of solemn frills, Is roasting in the tropic sun.  A breeze From hottest sultriness and languor spills Across the flowers and leaves.  They are at ease Though.  This is what God made them for and so They flourish in their...

Providence

          Providence In literature the darkest deeds of men Required the sanction of the gods. God called The patriarch to kill his son, so then He took him to the altar, not appalled The least bit. David was ordained to kill The giant, pulp his brain and cut his head...