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World Book

           World Book Is there a book which you would choose to be The World when this one is destroyed, say, slim Selections of this earth’s best poetry On silk imprinted and with gilded trim? Or would you choose an ivory book of runes Encrypting lost religions...

A Tenor in the Choir

   A Tenor in the Choir His face is like a student I once taught; Not just the pupil’s eyes, the brightness, too, And humor in the face, with freckles fraught, A gratifying galaxy, a slew Of them across his cheeks, his brow, his nose. It seems as if each stipple...

Pious, Pious, Pious Papyri

Pious, Pious, Pious Papyri Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem If you were set the challenge, “Think about The most surreal conflation of some facts From distant times,” I wager (with no doubt That I would...

Foucault Addresses Barraqué After his Death

Foucault Addresses Barraqué After his Death Invisible inside sapphiric blue, Pale beauty was the hidden man.  Your need To hide–conceal yourself, seek to subdue All revelation of your soul, impede Not only others but your mouth and hand From searching out your...

Beyoncé, Beethoven and Bach

Beyoncé, Beethoven and Bach  Job 38:7 The woman sings her peppermint-ish thing. The Germans do their heavy stomach stuff, A fugue, a symphony and Wagner’s Ring Mit Heldentenors set against her fluff. Bob Dylan and Bob Marley offer wells With rhythm and guitar and...

Music is Not Composed of Ideals

Music is Not Composed of Ideals Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem An aria forever means what you Will be. A Donizetti sea of notes, Or Wagner in a score (Luzern-like blue), A song that Mendelssohn...