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Ancient Art

               Ancient Art Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse “the ancients had  not that conception of beauty separated from goodness which forms the basis and aim of aesthetics in our time” ~ Leo Tolstoy A moral pillar rises from...

Bitterer than Blue Dreams

   Bitterer than Blue Dreams Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse I sleep with one black perfect curl beneath My pillow.  It belongs to love.  Below My blond, blond head this curl is like a wreath Of mourning.  Blackness almost has a...

Ithaca ( Ἰθάκη), the Dull Town

Ithaca ( Ἰθάκη), the Dull Town Your wife is there, your two-balled heir, and hound Still true (like bone to brawn) behind his eyes Destroyed with cataracts—but his snout’s bound To ravel your armpit; he’s the surprise That isn’t surprising when you return Among the...

Ars Poetica

             Ars Poetica Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “The word ‘classic’ itself . . . derives from the Latin word classicus which referred to recruits of the ‘first class’, the heavy infantry in...

Classic Clarity

             Classic Clarity Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse Who’d want to read the ancient poets, myth And tales, because of facts?  Aegean blue And empty temples, ancient grave sites with A beaten gold mask may be facts and true,...

Backside Gas in that Jar Called Yale

Backside Gas in that Jar Called Yale One Harold Bloom says modern verse began In 1890—or about then.  That Is what one venerating friend claims.  Can That be?  Only an academic prat Could be so arrogant and blinkered.  I Say modern verse began at least as far Back...