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Dulce et Floridum Est

                  Dulce et Floridum Est The hometown rocks the cradle of his dreams But not because he hankers for their claws To hold him close.  He shies from nightmare streams Of snakes.  A summer night-time insect gnaws Embedded in his memory.  Spiders crawl Where...

A Glass Bubble

               A Glass Bubble Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  His childhood, calm, unlike a corrida Entirely, (much more like a mountain lake), Was like lagoon waves lapping Florida Marina shores.  The...

Weird

                         Weird Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  How strange these bright orbs seem beneath the snow Of Florida.  The rarity should be The flakes heaped up on an orange van Gogh Might...

Fingering and Throat

     Fingering and Throat Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Wooden flutes pacify the air. ~ Lorca, “Ode to Salvador Dalí” (Oda a Salvador Dalí) A flute alone can bring the best of peace To air and...

Levitation above the Arbor’s Lawn

    Levitation above the Arbor’s Lawn Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Some petals send no scent that human nose Can sense.  These flowers have no fragrance for The person passing by.  Smells dispose...

Temples, Temple Oranges

      Temples, Temple Oranges Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  “Take the orange petals, Take the olive leaves” ~ Lorca, “Baladilla de los tres ríos” Some poet somewhere ought to write about The orange...