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Don’t Be Fooled

                Don’t Be Fooled The gods’ eyes, even when the gods are turned Away, are staring at us.  Egypt’s gods Are set askance.  Mortal sins are discerned By monumental eyes.  Temple facades Are covered with sly looks from faces sloped Away and sideways angles...

Volcanic Balance

          Volcanic Balance Cleanliness is what we need in the art, In music, and in poetry. The heats Of passion and the pulsing of the heart And other organs, lungs, are best when beats Become subdued by breezy parts of mind, The temperate regions. Coolness enters in...

Lost God

          Lost God “like the gods whose powers fade as they are carted off from their landscapes and dialects and universalized” ~ Michael Schmidt, The First Poets, 13 When God becomes too universal, he Is lost. He fades, Narcissus on a pool Too broad. A fuzziness...

Little Blues Packets

      Little Blues Packets Thomas Wentworth Higginson reported Dickinson’s comments about sweets in a letter to his wife: “‘People must have puddings’ this [was said] very dreamily, as if they were comets—so she makes them” (L342a)...