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Bob Stubbs

              Bob Stubbs Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem He wallowed in his first epiphany. He could not bring himself to leave the thrill Of it behind.  The first polyphony When it appeared in music...

Recollections

                Recollections Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Dawn comes and wakens up inside my core The reminiscences that sleep inside The past, that sleep there, stowed subconscious lore That...

It’s May! It’s May! The Month of “Yes, You May”

It’s May! It’s May! The Month of “Yes, You May” Traditions here are moss grown, very green And healthy.  Ordered ways have not gone down. The white dressed cricket teams can still be seen Though players’ skins may well be black or brown As maybe distant centuries...

The Tonic of Thought from Marcus Aurelius Antoninus

The Tonic of Thought from Marcus Aurelius Antoninus Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Not all of thought is good, but thinking heals, Or offers therapy.  The thinkers past Give guidance in their...

A True Love

                 A True Love Will you be tracing the scars on the fair Skin? (Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme…)  Will You rub limbs (herbals to cure)?  Black curls, hair, And strongness of nostrils—now you must spill Like blood the therapies.  Resurrection...