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The Perfect Friend

   The Perfect Friend   The only perfect friend is one who died. Forever, now, he cannot disconcert Your  expectations.  With a manly stride He set himself apart.  He let death hurt You.  Agony became his only fault. It papered over other little sins. In fact that...

The Best Kind of Friend

The Best Kind of Friend Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “ ‘Happy is the man who has dear children and sound horses and hunting hounds and a friend abroad…’ Solon, F23 (West)” ~ Robin Lane Fox,...

Commonsense, Centaurs

Commonsense, Centaurs It stands to reason that if men become Themselves, a fractionation will result. The only way for unity is numb Society.  Agreement will insult The purpose of a man.  Why bother with Essential masculinity if what We want is maleness purified like...

  6, 28, 496, 8128 . . .

       6, 28, 496, 8128 . . . Perfection is a state devoutly sought, Evinced alone in mathematics, though. Reach out for it in other realms, there’s naught For seekers of this purest state.  There’s no Escaping it:  the sciences and art Collaborate against perfection,...

Male and Female Negated

     Male and Female Negated Men weep.  That’s true, but when they weep, their tears Are not for little things or just to win An argument—unless they’re actors.  Sneers Come easier to men than crying.  In A rage they show their masculinity. Hurt men do anger best, far...