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“Work of the Father of Glory”

“Work of the Father of Glory” ………. — “weork Wuldor-Faeder” ……………~ Cædmon, “Cædmon’s Hymn” Ideals, those wonders that are perfect, come From only one perfection.  Like begets Its like, its offspring, that proceeding from...

Ever and Always Death is Their Final Pathetic Option

Ever and Always Death is Their Final Pathetic Option “It is therefore necessary to give orders, not only to poets,but also to all artists and craftsmen, that they should portray the image of goodness in their works and avoid everything that is ugly and bad…”. ~...

Coco Chanel Just Didn’t Get It, Did She?

    Coco Chanel Just Didn’t Get It, Did She? Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The peonies grow larger as they move Towards death.  They grow as blowsy as a whore Dressed up for some man’s fantasy.  They...

Condescending

          Condescending When humans make a God more human, we Make God less God. A God or Goddess falls   Uzzah struck dead by God Like Dagon when we dress divinity In ways we know. The Gods should have their halls In separate spheres from ours and filled with fires...

Bow Down Thine Ear

                                          Bow Down Thine Ear Gods used to be transcendent, far beyond, Above, away, unreachable on cliffs Too high to scale. We, humans, were so fond That we imagined Gods behind white whiffs Of mists in sacred precincts set aside By...

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...