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Inappropriate Poison

         Inappropriate Poison The oleanders blossom pinks and whites. Though grief does not have colors in its soul, It never turns to pink in satin rites Of death.  The coffin wears a floral stole Of lavender , perhaps, though hardly pink, More priestly lavender. ...

The Tenor Finds His Love Dead in His Embrace

The Tenor Finds His Love Dead in His Embrace Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The Venice he has known gives only sighs, Sighs.  Never mind the Bridge of Sighs, not quite Tears — they would be...

Those Who Speak Correctly Are Excommunicated

Those Who Speak Correctly Are Excommunicated Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The editors bring out the silence since They blow off beauty.  And, yet, even worse They publish anti-beauty more like mince...

Fundamental Stuff

            Fundamental Stuff Endangered species — sonnet, villanelle And triolet — are crushed out now by verse That’s “free,” where form and rhyme have gone to hell. If only this stuff tended to be terse . . . But, no, it dribbles,...

The Modern Ships Retreat from Searching for the Golden Fleece

The Modern Ships Retreat from Searching for the Golden Fleece Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The word ship he is making is a war Machine upon the sea of poetry. The battles are between him and a corps...