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Moons and Hermits Have No Wings

Moons and Hermits Have No Wings The scent and color Of pale wistaria seems  Distant from the moon. ~ Buson  [Englished by Phillip Whidden The moth has now rejected petals of The cherry tree and wants instead a sky With evening crescent moon.  Desire and love Are far...

Do angels have some hair beneath the arm?

Do angels have some hair beneath the arm? Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Do angels have some hair beneath the arm Or wing?  If so, just where?  Beneath the wing Would make the hairs seem heavenly.  No...

The Escapeless Religion

   The Escapeless Religion Forget about the pleasantness of love. You know the loving that hearts mean when they Are hopeless, holding dreaminess above The hormones that produce escapeless sway, Those hormones like addiction.  You adhere To it as if hot heroin,...

G., C., A., and G.

          G., C., A., and G. Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem He has an echo bone inside his chest. It sends its slight reverberations when His heart remembers, with a slight arrest Of breathing, kisses in...

Love, the Little God

Love, the Little God Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem When love, that little god, is worshiped, he (Or she, not they) hits back with arrows tipped With gold or lead.  The gold tips set you free To love the...