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Bluest Sky

Bluest Sky “by meer playing go to heaven” ~Henry Vaughan We played beside Canaveral’s shore, the two Of us, he strong and beautiful as men Can be, and me a silly boy, a stretch Too far that sunshine afternoon, and then We strained to life beyond the gilded sand And...

The Pheasant’s Scratched Face

The Pheasant’s Scratched Face Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The pheasant scratches At its beautiful male face With its spurs, spurs, spurs. ~ Kikaku [Englished by Phillip Whidden A writer says the...

Lovely Colored as Lucifer Before His Fall

Lovely Colored as Lucifer Before His Fall Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The pheasant, once a copper reptile, now A Buddha bird, encompasses the world. His beauty has a past of slaughter’s brow, Blood’s...

Clear Blue and Clear White

Clear Blue and Clear White Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “from everywhere, from nowhere” ~R. H. Blyth Sometimes it seems the universe is clear In what it says.  A daybreak comes in blue Of almost...