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Direction

               Direction If you were on a ship and needed song To urge you, would you want the Sirens or The voice of Orpheus to make you long? If you were on an ancient ship, what shore Would you desire, a cove with killer rocks Prepared by gorgeous women prodding...

Daedalus and Icarus

     Daedalus and Icarus Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “The natural rhythms of Greek [poetry] tend ‘downward,’ falling” ~ Michael Schmidt, The First Poets, 14 How strange it is to think that ancient...

Peacock Feather

              Peacock Feather You might just say it’s only maleness ramped Up fret-like, gold and turquoise blue, each fret Of thousands, iridescent maleness, vamped Up frilliness, masculinity jet Propelled in delicacy.  Don’t ignore That other color in the eyes, that...

Imperfection as Perfection

  Imperfection as Perfection Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The eyes are white and wide.  They look as spare As Orpheus’s when he lost his wife. Yet Alexander never knew such bare And sand-dune...