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“And the fiery heart of youth”

   “And the fiery heart of youth” I dreamed I had a twin up north, more twin Than not, not quite conjoined but closely same, Identical in soul, New England spin Inside us both.  A pheasant’s breast aflame With afternoon’s Connecticut light rays Revealed this relative...

As Close as Your Father Inside You

  As Close as Your Father Inside You Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Those things we fail to meld organic in Our lives may well come back to marrow-haunt Us.  Since these issues have been stored within...

Entropy

   Entropy     The only space in which unending light Occurs, spreads out, ideal, towards everywhere Is in Jerusalem in Saint John’s sight On Patmos.  Love of God has driven him spare, Poor thing, a non-existent God (like all Divinities), so madness makes much...

They Do Not Dream of Fur or Feathers

They Do Not Dream of Fur or Feathers Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Inside the rattlesnake she holds her nest. Not made of twigs it is instead her scales And then her flesh.  She does not have a breast...

New Orleans Drinking Whiskey Neat

New Orleans Drinking Whiskey Neat   that which halts itself                                                                                              dreams. ~ Lorca, “Running” (“Corriente”) A sonnet lends a pause.  It brings a halt To Tuesday stuff.  It enters...