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Ten to the One Hundredth Power Years from Now

Ten to the One Hundredth Power Years from Now* When all has turned to nothing more than rays Of radiation, and, not even that, Just radiation not in glowing ways That people think of light, the final splat Will be unthinkably enormous, stretched Out trillions and...

They Hold their Hats in Deference in their Hands

  They Hold their Hats in Deference in their Hands Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Two men are bowing at the crossroads to Each other.  Though already distant they Grow fainter even as they set off...

Where We Ought to Be

      Where We Ought to Be Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem At times we feel like God.  At times we feel Like us, just humans, men and women, not Like God.  At times, though this is quite surreal, We...

Off and Off, or On and On

 Off and Off, or On and On Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem So . . . everything will die, disintegrate, Be lost, and atoms will be less than mist. So what?  The poets have remarked this fate For...

International Geographic

      International Geographic The tawny boys run through the woods and streets Wherever they are raised, in rural realms Of citrus Florida, where sunshine meets Them under orange grove trees or under elms In England—everywhere.  They build their dykes Or dams, their...

Not Far from Dremeford

       Not Far from Dremeford Though painted by the sunset, streams have no Awareness of the western sea.  The graves Beneath the castle have no knowledge, though They face towards the dawn.  Aflame like naves At Easter, children’s eyes compete with glass In sunward...