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Pubescent Vector

   …..                 Pubescent Vector Tom’s shoulders—knots of boyishness—were tied By Jahweh when in Baden-Powell mood But move in that white shirt where they must hide (Required by dress-code rule, to make Tom good), So they remain as veiled, as chaste, and...

Climate, Strange

Climate, Strange Can you remember when the daffodils Meant spring was on the way?  Each yellow drift Beside the bank or just beneath the hill’s Slope gave the eye and soul a gold bright lift. That doesn’t happen now.  We remember How promise of revival made us new...

He’s Out of Place Here

He’s Out of Place Here He’s out of place here, looks like he’s a fan Of Manchester United, one who stands Among the other scarf-draped blokes.  A man With snub nose, eyebrows thick like black iron bands Is reading here.  A sloping forehead, small...