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It’s Like a Fever

          It’s Like a Fever It’s like a fever, undetectable, So calm its toxins slither round and hide. Its weaponry is not deflectable If once deployed past walls and gates inside The city that is you. Your love, though large And true, cannot defend your marrow,...

On Waves of Song

     On Waves of Song Relief comes in as slowly as a tide On gentle coasts but feels as urgent as The tidal bore up Severn. Hope had died Until you spoke and now I feel like jazz Is jiving in my bones. The slowness came Because my heart was made of numbness, so My...

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...

There’s Perfection Bored into Me as More Than Perfection

There’s Perfection Bored into Me as More Than Perfection “All other loves are lost in only thine” ~ Alexander Pope translating Ovid writing in the voice of Sappho The other loves are like one tiny spore Of fungus less than seven microns wide, Or subatomic particles...

Jews Made the Roman Fire Attack Worse

Jews Made the Roman Fire Attack Worse John Updike in Rabbit at Rest has a Floridian Jew sneer that the proof that the Jews are God’s chosen people is in the fact that He gave them such pathetic enemies. The Romans thought destruction of the Jews, Jerusalem, and their...

Only Lovers Cannot See Ahead

Only Lovers Cannot See Ahead Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem All kinds of lovers? Do we mean the sort Who love because of hot testosterone? Then maybe that is true. Such hormones thwart. The kind of...