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Dark Star Boy

                      Dark Star Boy Slight primness there around his mouth, so slight It’s quite unfair to notice it . . .  it makes Him look as if the hulking skies of night Have never interested him.  The lakes Of stars in space have never caught his eye. He’s never...

Cobalt and Amber:  Prometheus

Cobalt and Amber:  Prometheus Daydreaming Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem If I could shape the first man, I would make Him cobalt blue,  his eyes a Viking blue, His nose a righteous Grecian one to shake...

Vegan Dreams Become Real

          Vegan Dreams Become Real He swallowed other people’s dreams and tried To make them his.  They made it down his throat, Right past his Adam’s apple.  They were wide Inside him but too like a swelling bloat. These swelled like parts of men that conquer holes,...

Wedding Wings:  Hymenoptera

        Wedding Wings:  Hymenoptera The thought of weddings brings a joy to some, The brides and grooms in white and black, perhaps To mothers of the brides.  Joys overcome The nagging doubts, but joys tend to lapse. Among the guests the odd one here and there...

Wince

                              Wince “Hynes succeeds in reducing Brooke to two pitying, scathing lines: ‘Poor Brooke: it is his destiny to live as a      supremely poetical figure, shirt open and hair too long and profile perfect – a figure that appeals to that...

Too Very Possible to Understand

Too Very Possible to Understand “Born the second of three sons, Brooke was a deep disappointment to his mother, who had wished for a daughter. Brooke brooded over his mother’s sense of loss and the constant remarks of strangers on his skin that was ‘clear as a...