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Four Hundred and Twenty  Some Odd Days

Four Hundred and Twenty  Some Odd Days Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem When genius lived in London, English brains Were unaware.  When genius loved among Them, drinking gin is what they did.  The...

Narrow Rooms

          Narrow Rooms It started in a room made narrow by Paul’s Belle-mère.  Lice-filled Arthur bailed from this Before the bourgeois ones could make him fly At their command.  He fled to the abyss, The alleyed chasm of streetlife.  When Paul Found Rimbaud after...

The Purpose of the Cosmos

The Purpose of the Cosmos Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Dawns come and go. The twilights blaze and fade. The phases of the moon go round and round In slivers and in spheres. Sea days are made...

Amputee on Inauguration Day: A Sonnet

Amputee on Inauguration Day: A Sonnet Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Wrapped up in strictest red and white and blue The tight Marine snaps out a straight salute. His brute, square jaw imprisoning, and...

Patroklus

                         Patroklus Love moves the sea.  Love moves the thunder, sails And storms.  Loves moves the ancient Greeks to Troy. At least that’s what the poets tell us. Nails Go into God’s own palms to cause the joy Of never ending love.  At least that’s...

Siddhartha

                Siddhartha “and things stable by unceasing mutations” ~ Thomas Taylor, 1792 The glacier is ever changing, still And not still, frozen, flowing, fixed and not, Yes, like Jehovah’s unperplexing will, And whitened like a purpose not forgot. Crevasses...