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Petrified Voices in the Verses

       Petrified Voices in the Verses Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The older voices call in me.  The smell Of marble mined for sculptures, dust of stone Is in the words.  White bearded throats compel...

Compostela or Knock — Wherever

    Compostela or Knock — Wherever Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The saints are dressed in all their silks and gems As never in their holy lives before Their martyrdoms or whatever.  The hems Below...

New Orleans Drinking Whiskey Neat

New Orleans Drinking Whiskey Neat   that which halts itself                                                                                              dreams. ~ Lorca, “Running” (“Corriente”) A sonnet lends a pause.  It brings a halt To Tuesday stuff.  It enters...

Dusk on Cape Canaveral

Dusk on Cape Canaveral Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  That which travels                                                                                                                                  ...

James and Thomas, Ordinary, Homely Names

James and Thomas, Ordinary, Homely Names Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  That which travels Clouds itself.  ~ Lorca, “Running,” (Corriente) The pilgrimage to Santiago or To Canterbury tries to clear the...

Psittacines Epiphany

             Psittacines Epiphany Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemp orar Doug Janson, Wikicommons Truth finds itself, if found, in one small patch Of fur or feathers.  God or Zen resides In one small creature.  Faiths attempt to scratch...