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Heterodox

                 Heterodox Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem When first he kissed, his name and family dis appeared, his father and his brothers van ished, and his mother and his aunties mis conceived...

Leave it Unnamed

      Leave it Unnamed It never is created by mere speech And silence cannot penetrate it.  Deep It always is.  It has a wounded reach Too often with a name, sometimes, in sleep But in the waking hours the names that come To it are shallow, like a shallow pond. No...

Deep Love

                  Deep Love You need some sort of bathysphere to keep Harm walled from overwhelming emotion. You need some sort of diving bell in deep, Steep love to save from harm of devotion. There’s gloom in fathoms and in dooming love. In muddy river water as the...

Edinburgh Eden

       Edinburgh Eden The day lily blooms, But bluebells long ago, how, How to forget them? ~ Phillip Whidden Day lilies bloom, but bluebells long ago Are what the man relives.  The lilies die The same day that they open.  Petals grow Their orangeness, their...