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Buirdly

                       Buirdly Pitlochry was the nexus of the soul, Religions’ soul, when Stephenson was young. He might have been a Hindu in his role Of savant.  There he spoke with seer’s tongue Upon the village street.  He saw a man Mistreating his puir dog and...

Wide and Narrow in Their Fate

  Wide and Narrow in Their Fate Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Aurora borealis touches dreams Of men and poets as they wander through The realm of loving, hopeful planetary streams Of matter from the...

Detonation with Shadows

     Detonation with Shadows Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  When love explodes inside the chest it turns The organs in the ribcage into blast. The heart becomes atomic as it spurns Control.  The decent...

Rather

                            Rather   Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Imagine that I wrote five trillion times In Latin, or in Sanskrit, or in Greek Of Sappho, or in Shakespeare’s sonnet rhymes, In...

The Fingers of a Believer

       The Fingers of a Believer Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Disciple Thomas thrust his fingers in The slit.  Did he feel blood and warmth, a squish Of slickness, flesh, fulfilment, or just sin Of...