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Abandonment’s Magnificat

Abandonment’s Magnificat A beauty gone is never gone. It goes Down deep in memory.  It does not turn To boredom and it never turns to prose. True beauty is like branding irons that burn The hips because of him or her but more Like him because of what he did between...

Which God is Not

      Which God is Not “The intellect can understand any part of a thing as a part, but not as a whole.  It can understand anything which God is not.”  page 193 That’s really not what poetry can deal With.  Poetry that’s poetry cannot Express the whole.  A poem makes...

Red Peony Petals Fallen on a White Windowsill

Red Peony Petals Fallen on a White Windowsill The fallen red lies still as it is weak And strong.  The petals lie as still as prayer By Buddha in serenity.  A Greek Simplicity is called to mind.  An air Of Classicism rules the scene, restrained. Yet scarlet does not...

A Sparrow Falls in Eternity

    A Sparrow Falls in Eternity He felt a small, one moment’s stress when he Rode past the fox in Slough.  The coach swept by It, beautiful, quite orange.  Divinity Would also have looked down from God-filled sky Since He is everywhere.  He would have seen The...

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...