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That First Fragrance Before Incense Was Ever Imagined

That First Fragrance Before Incense Was Ever Imagined Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem That air that doesn’t wish to be some thing It isn’t, like the first time that you smelled Him in the...

Twenty-four Carat Uncaring

Twenty-four Carat Uncaring Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem His hair reduced to ashes blames the Christ Whom he presumed to love and who he thought Loved him, but then that God performed the heist Of life...

Incommunicado Grief

Incommunicado Grief For Charles Randall Stanfield The quick and the dead I wrote you sonnets. You were dead, though, then. I sat in Keats’s garden while I read Them into Hampstead wind.  Among all men You were the only.  In my heart and head Molasses had been...

Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow

T∞m∞rr∞w and T∞m∞rr∞w and T∞m∞rr∞w Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem My Charles is yesterday.   He hit the wall Of God at 90 miles per hour.  That time, His time, our time is more like angels’ fall And...

Black Buckles Black No Matter What

Black Buckles Black No Matter What Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The grief for him does not belong to you Alone, though now you are alone, much more Alone. Black curly hair forever true Belongs to...

Saint James and the Tongue

Saint James and the Tongue James 3:5-8 As you can see in the above graph, ⇑ AI cannot even label correctly elements in graph it generates.  I think AI needs a tongue lashing. Young men, young men no matter what you say Like other prowling men, yes, have a tongue. They...