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Apollonian Loveliness in the Lands of Eos, Trailing Robes

Apollonian Loveliness in the Lands of Eos, Trailing Robes “He would delight his heart while gazing at Their men,” those ancients, the Ionians, This visitor to Delos.  They begat Their children later.  Macedonians Would jealously desire them though if they Had seen...

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...

Trinkets

                        Trinkets The atheistic Charles de Talleyrand Had all the little perquisites a man Could hope for (with the exception of brawn In leg).  Whatever his luck didn’t span, The women in his life took action to Correct.  The Countess de Brionne...

What Matters Really is Only the Text

What Matters Really is Only the Text Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem [This is a poem that is as fouled up as modern literary theory. The poem fails to be a sonnet.] What matters really is only THE...

Why Fuck with Myths and Legends?

Why Fuck with Myths and Legends? Why fuck with myths and legends?  Why not let Them be?  Why try to modernize the Flood Or Cain’;s red fratricide, Pandora’s threat? The likelihood is that we’ll get more mud Than blood, attenuated menace, and Some...

  Verlaine Agonistes

         Verlaine Agonistes    “for me Rimbaud is an ever-living reality, a sun        aflame within me, a sun that will not suffer eclipse”                  ~  Paul Verlaine long after Arthur’s death The Philistines bored out the strongman’s eyes With iron-cold...