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A Temporary Fuck Up

       A Temporary Fuck Up Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  A novelist called Oates despises those Who rhyme their poetry.  The High Brows now Pretend that people, Jills and Joes, Who love a poem that...

Mrs. Lindon and Beyond the Veil

Mrs. Lindon and Beyond the Veil Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem    Fanny Brawne, later Mrs. Lindon Avoiding ghost temptations she seeks through The curtain made of voile of silk between The living and the...

A Miracle that I Could Continue Playing

A Miracle that I Could Continue Playing Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The only time I ever felt the power Of Bach was when I played “God’s Time is Best” That first time in an early evening hour, An...

Like the Burning Stake of Saint Joan of Arc

Like the Burning Stake of Saint Joan of Arc A scarlet leaf, a yellow one, a gold Flame leaf, an orange one, these rages yield Enough to cause a fire.  These colors scold The other seasons since they failed to wield Such passion.  They held hot as summer sun And cool...

“The mind is its own place”

   “The mind is its own place”     ~ Paradise Lost, Book I, Lines 221-270, John Milton The mind creates its own space/time inside A rumpled space in skulls.  The gravity In that dimension grows as long and wide As heaven and hell to hold depravity Of atom bombs and...

Fragile

               Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “…very witty and intelligent and divinely beautiful….But, alas, very fragile.”  Siegfried Sassoon writing to Henry Festing-Jones...