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Aria da Capo

Aria da Capo Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem None but the lark so shrill and clear; Now at heaven’s gate she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings.      ~ John Lyly, “Spring’s Welcom”...

Darwinian Religiosity

Darwinian Religiosity   My ecumenical cynicism Is broad religion.  It does not need pope Or prophet.  Faiths scream cram-filled with schism, Schism, SCHISM already, killing hope Of any certainty.  Among the scree Of rocks and detritus a little bloom May come, or,...

Migrations

           Migrations Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem When skylarks sing, their soaring circling cheer Goes up in spirals in a glistening height. Yet where these glories reach, they disappear. The song...

He Was Real Before He Became a Pablum English Myth

He Was Real Before He Became  a Pablum English Myth Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Reduced to being hero, poet, dead And soldier, he is trapped up on a plinth Above pink paving stones, his gorgeous head...

Music with Percussion Wound In

     Music with Percussion Wound In “Bound each to each” ~ William Wordsworth The skylark’s music phrases are a part Of nature’s symphony, but only some Of it.  A harmony weighs at the heart Of wide concerns.  Some sounds are like a drum. Percussive notes break...