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Did We Really Think that They Would Give Her Body to Him?

Did We Really Think that They Would Give Her Body to Him? Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse Eurydice was dead.  Come on.    Just soul Is all she was by then.  So why would he Expect some wonder from the deepest hole Of anywhere, that...

Before We Brought Them Down

Before We Brought Them Down Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image  ~ Exodus 20:4 When gods become mere figures, they are not Gods anymore.  They slip to being oil On canvas, words on pages, poems caught In scrolls and codexes.  Gods used to roil Around in...

Centuries before Sappho Praised Men and Women

    Centuries before Sappho     Praised Men and Women Pre-echoes of that verse, ancient Greek In poetry, go back so far that lost Verbs, Indo-European ones, can almost squeak Through Sappho.  It is like they are embossed Behind the papyrus and her inked lines Were...

The Central Singularity

  The Central Singularity The blood of sadness is reality. The real stands far away from bloodless veins And not in shadows.  No duality As Zarathustra saw it swells or strains Inside the marrow of the universe. Inside its bones where quantum physics seethes The...

July 14, 1790

                 July 14, 1790 The rain slopped on le Champ de Mars so hard It was as if the air had disappeared. For this great morn the bishop gave up card- And dicing-table addiction.  Revered By no one as a priest, lame Talleyrand Approached the Mass in front of...

Twinned

             Twinned They dig to make foundations for a steel And tall glass building, but then come upon Rock hardened claw prints and a dragon heel Bone.  Eons held in darkness of the dawn Of death (which we call life) rear up in stone- Made stillness.  We encounter...