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Luther Resurrected and Improved

Luther Resurrected and Improved He looks a bit like Luther must have looked When he was young, his mouth a little sad, His nose, though cute and certainly not hooked, Considerably turned up and just a tad Too short and narrow to transpose to Seriousness of ordered,...

Sterile

                    Sterile I throw my rice on you, small handfuls of White wishes with husks rubbed off.  Grains catch there In your hair, a few, the ones that know love And its meaninglessness.  That’s what they share With God, that clinging whiteness and a...

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,...

Jeanette Black and White

         Jeanette in Black and White Modern poetry  modern vers contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Her eyes cast down as if ashamed of style And beauty, she is captured. She is held Forever in fixed falseness.  All the while This...