No, Not Really

No, Not Really

                 No, Not Really The Christ will not ascend to heaven while One sinner screams in hell or close His gates. This absolute is known, or, if not, vile That Gospel truth of love since hellfire waits Forever and forever forcing God, Omniscient, to feel the...

The Female Pheasant’s Handsome Lover

The Female Pheasant’s Handsome Lover Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The Noh fan opens out upon the stage. The female pheasant’s lover is the point. Her attitude to beauty makes her sage: When males are...

Bright Young Men Know Better

Bright Young Men Know Better The sun god sits in golden light upon A golden throne and sends out golden beams. The robe he wears is purple prinked at dawn With rose gold frets, Greek frets.  His presence streams From in his palace in the farthest east, An east beyond...

Junge Männer

Junge Männer, a Sonnet Sequence on the photographs in Herbert List’s Junge Männer [Each sonnet is about at least one of the sonnets in List’s book.  Before the title of each sonnet is the number of the photograph the poem is about, as in (#1).  Often (or...

The Soprano and the Incarcerated Singing

The Soprano and the Incarcerated Singing A woman sings soprano and she goes To visit men in prison.  She instructs How they should give the bass line and transpose Distress with voices.  Her voice conducts Them how to deal with Dido’s sorrow near The pyre and waves...

Into Deep Water

     Into    Deep      Water Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem In front of Brooke’s veranda stood a dock. This wooden altar offered diving height To deep blue water.  He could interlock With beauty,...

Tropical Heat Meets English Poetry

Tropical Heat Meets English Poetry Together Taatamata and taut Brooke Spread open her vanilla orchid flower. While it was tropic pink, not white, it took His darker flesh invasion and its power. Its power spread open her Tahiti flesh And spread it, thrust it fleshy,...

There’s Lucky and There’s Lucky

   There’s Lucky and There’s Lucky Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem A girl with eyes involved with awe, and stroll Of goddesses, and heart that angels knew Who sang with Gabriel, would have a soul To...

Parthenogenesis

       Parthenogenesis Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem If I were only Helen’s son, my heart Would be direct, or more direct, as straight As Queen Medea in her hate.  Apart From planning, I would be as...

Hesitating, Hesitating, Slowly, Slowly

Hesitating, Hesitating, Slowly, Slowly A tiny snail, this, One horn long, one much shorter . . . What troubles his heart?   ~ Buson Uncertainty is unattractive in A man but in the little creatures it Can be endearing like a lonely grin At twilight where the new...

Dreaming of the Coming Spring

 Dreaming of the Coming Spring Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem  They blossom, and then We gaze, and then the blooms Scatter, and then…            ~ Onitsura The tightness of the winter now is...

Hermits for the Holiness of Holidaymakers

Hermits for the Holiness of Holidaymakers Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The great estates were greedy for the worst Of gawkers.  That’s a fact.  The noble lords Hired hermits, fetching coins from...

Brown Beauty and Others Left Behind

Brown Beauty and Others Left Behind “more tourist still than soldier” ~ Rupert Brooke America and Canada, their spine Of Rocky Mountains, called across the sea, Their men and women waiting, near supine Already.  Rupert left behind debris Of men and women who had seen...

Ingredients

                       Ingredients That photo of the man, his little son, And summer sunlight on their cuddling skin Has disappeared.  It was the only one Jill had and most importantly no sin Could be detected in it. But it’s lost. Jill wonders if Ray...

Pitifully Bulging with Restraint

     Pitifully Bulging with Restraint The ancient myths refrain from giving hot Exactness to sex swollen loves.  The gate Of Troy is breached, but Homer leaves out taut Male flesh in ram and slam of lust in spate Between Queen Helen’s legs.  When Zeus rapes up Inside...

Iseut of the White Hands Slick

         Iseut of the White Hands Slick She moves her white hands down to find his dark Disgustingness, exactly what her need Is in this darker moment.  Long, and stark, And thick it promises disgusting seed If she is brave and desperate enough To take it everywhere...

Donald, Woodrow, Helen

           Donald, Woodrow, Helen Reborn in other creatures, souls must haunt Us.  How could it be otherwise?  He knows It cannot be his brother Donald, gaunt Upon his cancer bed and in the throes Of death, but when owlet’s voice cries out, Cries out, cries out,...

An Unsuitable Boy

    An Unsuitable Boy His arms are almost prominent in this Pic taken of him at Baringo.  They Are hairy but of course the gorgeous Miss Rejected him.  Their bedroom play Revealed his back was even hairier And that was more than she could bear. That hair on shoulders...

Cleaving on an Island

         Cleaving on an Island Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The house on Merritt Island stood alone On sand.  No doubt the sand had sandspurs set Among the weeds.  Like a ramshackle throne It ruled...

Ganymede Has Auroras Glowing in His Captured Air

Ganymede Has Auroras Glowing in His Captured Air The largest moon of Jupiter is male, Much larger than the female ones.  Its weight Is less than Mercury’s but then the scale Of Ganymede is larger.  Zeus’s mate Forever clings around his greatest god And spins forever...

It Takes One

               It Takes One Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Henry David Thoreau writes of Chaucer, “We are tempted to say that his genius was feminine, not masculine.  It was such feminineness,...

The Bridegroom

            The Bridegroom   Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem He wakes up in the bridal bed.  The sheets Are white but crumpled.  She is slumped beside Him in a different sleep.  Her throat pulse...

Primitive Prurient Prejudice

Primitive Prurient Prejudice Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Excised from Jason’s crew, the greatest man Among them disappeared to zero scale. They sailed away without him.  In this ban They saved...

Galumphing Patriotism

      Galumphing Patriotism The worst of patriotic people’s verse Is halting lineage of “The Midnight Ride of Paul Revere.”  Two lanterns would disperse (Or one) the orders that were set to guide The rider.  Lucklessly, no one offered Such guidance to the poet.  He...

Carving Out the Measure of Devotion

Carving Out the Measure of Devotion Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem You hardly know the truth of passion till You put it in the context of its doom. It seems as hot as sun spots or the spill Of lava...

The Novelist at the Supermarket Till

The Novelist at the Supermarket Till Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem He looks through men and women and he sees Them not just outwardly but sees inside Them like a CT scan.  His heart can tweeze Out...

Coffin, Bed, Whatever

    Coffin, Bed, Whatever He used to have a black nacrotic ____ But now, because of you, it swells again. It pulses and is desperate to _____ Out words and symphonies so full of pain That laughter is the only option.  ____ Is there if you desire it in your throat. If...

Binfield’s Baddest Bantam Boy

Binfield’s Baddest Bantam Boy Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem When Pope devised heroic couplets, they Were like the weapons of the day men walked With by their thighs.  Their rapiers’ display Was...

Recollections

                Recollections Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Dawn comes and wakens up inside my core The reminiscences that sleep inside The past, that sleep there, stowed subconscious lore That...

It’s May! It’s May! The Month of “Yes, You May”

It’s May! It’s May! The Month of “Yes, You May” Traditions here are moss grown, very green And healthy.  Ordered ways have not gone down. The white dressed cricket teams can still be seen Though players’ skins may well be black or brown As maybe distant centuries...

“A universe of sky and snow!”

“A universe of sky and snow!” Philosophy can’t clip an angel’s wings. At most it might pluck out one pinion white As purity in Jesus.  Thoreau sings, Denies that he and God were in a fight— I didn’t know we’d ever quarrelled— speaks The dying man.  He loved a...

What Matters

                   What Matters Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Orgasm by ahermin on DeviantArt He said he loved.  (At least that’s what she thought.) So much was going on inside her head That maybe...

Walking with Another Man in a Street of Athens

Walking with Another Man in a Street of Athens Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem He bought her earrings, rings in rings in rings Around a sphere, the whole arrangement made Of tempered steel.  Well...

The Trappings of Romance

  The Trappings of Romance He’d clamped his lips together both to halt His making shouts—and calling out that name. He knew that theirs had been a wild assault Against his nature.  It had been his shame. The yellow hair that clung about the head Was stylish in the...

His Beautiful Son Does Not Have the Brains

His Beautiful Son Does Not Have the Brains Odysseus decides he will not die. This glares as clear to him as April light On Ithaca.  He knows this is awry So he will have to trick the gods.  Some sleight Of mental hand will come to him in time. He guesses he will have...

Wedded Love vs. Armpit Stench

Wedded Love vs. Armpit Stench Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Romances sans Paroles (by Verlaine) has a “consistently high standard … and reflects his troubled emotional state over the rupture...

Darwin and Heraclitus

       Darwin and Heraclitus Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “Homer should be turned out of the canon and whipped.  He was wrong in saying :  ‘Would that strife might perish from among gods and men!’ ...

The Point of Poetry and Song

   The Point of Poetry and Song Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem A poem or a song can be as fierce As knife points.  They are neutral, though, about The hole they make.  They care not whom they pierce...

Mystics of Concord

            Mystics of Concord Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem New England thinkers mixed autumnal views With leaves from Homer, also Dante’s leaves. That blinded poet managed to suffuse The thoughts...

Frozen Heaven and Hot Hues Hell

Frozen Heaven and Hot Hues Hell Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem When I am dead, my secrets will be turned To frost up on a pane, up in the New Jerusalem, or maybe will be burned In stained glass down...

How Men Feel about Women

   How Men Feel about Women Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem We feel that they are hostesses.  That’s best. That’s how they are at best.  They have long hair (At best) but short will do.  We like the...

Coronary Complications

  Coronary Complications Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem First call up bigness, heft, and volume of A manly fist which grasps as much of dirt As it can hold and does not want a shove From God to make...

 Their Painted Desert

       Their Painted Desert Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem They wait. They wait beneath.  They wait below Us, we who live.  Some wait in mud like Peat Men sacrificed for long lost reasons.  Woe Is far...

It’s All We Have

         It’s All We Have The landscape that we know touchingly we Refer to as the present.  It is what We map and that is all.  We cannot see The facts of other times or see the strut Of future or of past.  “The noo,” as Scots Pronounce it, is our limit.  We pretend...

With Straight Gold Bars

    With Straight Gold Bars I sat beside my mother as the sale Was made, the purchase of The World Book Encyclopedia.   I loved the pale Cream, knobbled leatherette, the noble look Of deep maroon square placed on spine of each Restrained and heavy volume, glossy...

Two Men in Love in Death

              Two Men in Love in Death Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “Hector dies, and when at last in Book XXIV his corpse is recovered, it is laid out and Andromache holds Hector’s head in her lap,...

Troy in New Orleans, Manhattan, or London

   Troy in New Orleans, Manhattan, or London Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem So I found “Helen” sitting in a streetcar; the Dionysian revels of her court were transferred to a Metropolitan roof garden...

The Truth about Ancient History, Plato, and Poetry

The Truth about Ancient History, Plato, and Poetry “Socrates says in the Republic that he and Plato’s brothers might have to inform poetry about the ancient quarrel between it and philosophy. Glenn Most (“What Ancient Quarrel between Philosophy and Poetry?”) argues...

The Silliness of Men

   The Silliness of Men “He ran naked to the supposed site of Achilles’ tomb at Troy, while his male lover, Hephaestion, crowned the tomb of Achilles’ beloved Patroclus.” ~ Robin Lane Fox, The Classical World:  an Epic History from Homer to Hadrian Forget about the...

The Poetic Kind of True

     The Poetic Kind of True Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “The stories begin in kinds of truth.  As events recede in time, they grow not smaller but larger in language.  The ancestor who fought...

That Supreme Nazi, Plato,  Sounded Off about Orpheus

That Supreme Nazi, Plato,  Sounded Off about Orpheus Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem He takes the poison of his courage and His love.  He does not try to dazzle death With poetry:   Romeo is not bland...

Deer-tongue

            Deer-tongue   The smell of deer-tongue came to me today From decades past.  I mean the fragrance of The dried out leaves, as dried out as the splay Of decades since my father taught us love, His sons, beneath the Florida sun, leaves That called up beauty...

No Room for Unholiness not Cleansed

No Room for Unholiness not Cleansed “ ‘What would a man not give,’declares Plato in the Apology, ‘to engage in conversation with Orpheus and Musaeus and Hesiod and Homer?’  Can we do something of the sort?  If not to engage in conversation, then at least to glimpse...

Misogyny (μισογυνία) is a Greek Word

Misogyny (μισογυνία) is a Greek Word Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “What would a man not give to engage in conversation with Orpheus?” ~ Plato That marble minded Plato thinks of men, Not women,...

Invisible Ivory Music

    Invisible Ivory Music   Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter. ~ John Keats Herus Pamphilius claimed that Orpheus’s drifting soul, destined to be incarnated anew in some other physical form after he had died, elected to be born a swan so that he...

Etymology of Orpheus

  Etymology of Orpheus If “of the river bank” is what the name Of Orpheus might mean,* then that might flow From jet slick River Hades and the shame Of failing to recover, to the glow Of life and sunlight, his lost love.  Again It might refer to two of his five deaths...

Treasures from the Wreck of the Unrecoverable

Treasures from the Wreck     of the Unrecoverable Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse “Athenaeus quotes more than ten thousand lines of verse in it, many not preserved or attested elsewhere.” ~ Michael Schmidt, The First Poets Ten...

Aurora Actuality

       Aurora Actuality “We can confirm almost nothing about Homer and Hesiod, yet we have no problem, even when we should, believing in them.” ~ Michael Schmidt, The First Poets, 22 Who doubts that Homer, Hesiod, the old And oldest poets ever lived?  Why should We? ...

Aurora Actuality

          Aurora Actuality “We can confirm almost nothing about Homer and Hesiod, yet we have no problem, even when we should, believing in them.” ~ Michael Schmidt, The First Poets, 22 Who doubts that Homer, Hesiod, the old And oldest poets ever lived?  Why should...

Backside Gas in that Jar Called Yale

Backside Gas in that Jar Called Yale One Harold Bloom says modern verse began In 1890—or about then.  That Is what one venerating friend claims.  Can That be?  Only an academic prat Could be so arrogant and blinkered.  I Say modern verse began at least as far Back...

Talleyrand & Gouveneur Morris Crippled Twinning

Talleyrand & Gouveneur Morris Crippled Twinning “Your character is such that you destroy Unhappiness much faster than can fate Create its sadnesses,” said Monstesquiou To Adelaïde, who had the lovely trait Of being charming Countess de Flahaut— Which meant that...

Arcachon, Summer, 1923, White-Blond Hair

Arcachon, Summer, 1923,        White-Blond Hair “quite too adorable for words, a perfect pet, so grown  up & speaks quite a lot & uses grand phrases.  He is the sturdiest little boy I have ever seen & I can’t say he is spoilt.’  ~ Louise, Queen of Sweden,...

Why Fuck with Myths and Legends?

Why Fuck with Myths and Legends? Why fuck with myths and legends?  Why not let Them be?  Why try to modernize the Flood Or Cain’;s red fratricide, Pandora’s threat? The likelihood is that we’ll get more mud Than blood, attenuated menace, and Some...

Beyoncé, Beethoven and Bach

Beyoncé, Beethoven and Bach  Job 38:7 The woman sings her peppermint-ish thing. The Germans do their heavy stomach stuff, A fugue, a symphony and Wagner’s Ring Mit Heldentenors set against her fluff. Bob Dylan and Bob Marley offer wells With rhythm and guitar and...

Abelard and Heloïse Illuminated

               Abelard and Heloïse Illuminated When Abelard was my age, he was dead. I think he would have lived eternally If he had known he’d be stiff as French bread Flutes, as sticks of it dressed infernally, When painted in the Roman de la Rose In red and orange...

Inner Sanctums of Hole-iness

Inner Sanctums of Hole-iness Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The gods loomed more than superstars do now. The gods were more like legendary fire Behind a gilded curtain. They would plough A lad or...

What Really Matters

  What Really Matters Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Heroic happenings in legends bear A factuality more sacred than Plain data. The cutting of Samson’s hair Is consequential to his threatened clan...

Unknown Words

    Unknown Words Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem I have a stash of postcards that I got For sending to my mother. She had had A gruesome stroke and so had lost the lot Of all her language. Well, not...

Primitive Sophisticated Truth

  Primitive Sophisticated Truth Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem   ….…… When Greeks believed that nature’s aspects moved As gods and goddesses, as wind and fire, Then Bóreas came...

Wife Beating: Gore and Poetry

Wife Beating: Gore and Poetry The Greeks came up with a quite a novel cause For beating wives.  The men of Thrace attacked Their wives because they whacked a poet.  Claws (Well, jealous fingernails) tore up and hacked To death the world’s greatest singer.  They Were...

Never Land

                Never Land Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “Ordinarily, romantic love is a popular theme in ancient India’s epics as well as in numerous plays that revolve around the romances of...

More Like Lightning

    More Like Lightning He argued that her face was full of faults But perfect beauty was their startling end. Those imperfections listed were the vaults To her immaculate and lovely blend Contending with a theoretical Ideal.  My lover, though, was more than that. His...

What We Drink

      What We Drink Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Who wants thick wisdom first in poems? It Is ours for chewing in the pleasures of The scrolls of Plato, thinkers who permit The thought that pleasure...

Stud Poker

               Stud Poker Philosophers…they don’t know any more About The Truth than Greek pig farmers do. The rest of us not part of these two poor Groups (salesmen, poets, priests…) don’t have a clue. A prophet and a Plato come along. They have...

Poets, Poetry, and Women

   Poets, Poetry, and Women For well thou know’st to my dear doting heart Thou art the fairest and most precious jewel. Yet, in good faith, some say that thee behold, Thy face hath not the power to make love groan ~ Sonnet 131 …….. Who thinks of blank...

With Straight Gold Bars

With Straight Gold Bars I sat beside my mother as the sale Was made, the purchase of The World Book Encyclopedia.   I loved the pale Cream, knobbled leatherette, the noble look Of deep maroon squares placed on the spines, each Restrained and heavy volume, glossy...

Qumran Caves versus the Academy, Character by Character

Qumran Caves versus the Academy,                  Character by Character “Greek scribes could be inaccurate, unlike the meticulous transcribers of Hebrew scripture whose work was judged, character by character, by God himself.” ~ Michael Schmidt, The First Poets The...

Whistling in Koranic Wind

Whistling in Koranic Wind “We will meet in the Paradise of free souls to which you will never have access.”  ~ Antoine Leiris addressing the islamists who murdered his wife, Helène Muyal Helène Muyal A sentiment so lovely must be true. At least the part of us some...