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Hotmail

          Hotmail I still remember writing words of love On notes of vellum-colored paper, rich And stiff as passion, smoother than a glove Of silk so sleek it seemed no tidy stitch Was needed.  (What has tidiness to do With steel desire?)  I still recall the cards Of...

Long Ignored Marks in her Poems

Long Ignored Marks in her Poems Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The love-vased Emily put dashes in The gnomes she gave as poetry. She packed Them full of other blooms and roots, like sin For instance,...

Haydn

                 Haydn Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem A poem does not need to be about Emotions, yours or anyone’s. Instead A sonnet may avoid a tear or shout. Indeed the lines could be about your...

A Buzzing Probe in Deep-throat Nectar

A Buzzing Probe in Deep-throat Nectar Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “Early poetry finds its stories and then finds ways of remembering them.” ~ Michael Schmidt, The First Poets, 8 “Helen Hunt Jackson...

The Bones of Orpheus, the Hair of Keats

The Bones of Orpheus, the Hair of Keats Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem If we collected poets’ body parts And put them in glass cases, would the world Adore them there like saints? Pickled hearts Of...

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)...