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International Geographic

      International Geographic The tawny boys run through the woods and streets Wherever they are raised, in rural realms Of citrus Florida, where sunshine meets Them under orange grove trees or under elms In England—everywhere.  They build their dykes Or dams, their...

Art for Farts’ Sake

       Art for Farts’ Sake The monstrous lack of any sense in art Was followed by the monstrous lack of sense In thinking and philosophy .  The part Of Derrida and Deconstruction’s dense Offensive springs to mind.  A crazed theory Of this and that philosopher in turn...

The Tonic of Thought from Marcus Aurelius Antoninus

The Tonic of Thought from Marcus Aurelius Antoninus Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Not all of thought is good, but thinking heals, Or offers therapy.  The thinkers past Give guidance in their...

Oxymoron

         Oxymoron The mystery of a circle makes not quite A mystery.  Circles are a perfect shape And with ideals, so like the Phoenix’ flight, Renewals endlessly, the mind must gape. Since circles are, each one, a flawless line, The only way that they can be the nth...