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Salt Water’s Wraiths

             Salt Water’s Wraiths The snow that hits Alantic waves is lost. The flakes give up their six-point shapes and souls. They lose their lives.  A frosty Pentecost Does not redeem with icy tongues.  The poles, Both north and south, condemn the frozen...

“signifying nothing”

              “signifying nothing” Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem We do not want our poetry to reach The moons of Saturn.  Reaching Saturn’s clouds Will be success.  Those clouds are cousin speech...

Goodnesss, Truth and Beauty, All

       Goodnesss, Truth and Beauty, All A torch with smoke and gods unknown despatched The darkness, making more than art, much more. The spirit kingdoms, kin to men’s, were snatched Occult from realms unpainted, made to soar From mere reality and sent above To walls...

Prophetic Suppositions

         Prophetic Suppositions Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  We have to guess if prophets ever wore perfume. They do not tell us if they did.  Just where They dabbed it (if they did), within the plume...