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And God Said, “Let There Be Blight.”

And God Said, “Let There Be Blight.” Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Pure truth does not exist, or when it hits You do not like it, do you?  Only death Is purest truth, unequalled in its blitz Across the...

Omniscience Leading to Agape Love

Omniscience Leading to Agape Love Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  God’s understanding looms so large it seems To be much more, because if He knows all It’s said he knows, his wisdom must be beams Of love...

The Bones of Orpheus, the Hair of Keats

The Bones of Orpheus, the Hair of Keats Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem If we collected poets’ body parts And put them in glass cases, would the world Adore them there like saints? Pickled hearts Of...