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Cleaving

                Cleaving Like iron filings you were trapped against My heart. It drew you to its outer flesh And tried to suck you inward.  You were fenced: Your dark male filings harshly made a mesh, A metal net to hold off my desire. It turns out softened, hardened...

Thucydides: “Because of the Human Thing”

                      Thucydides: Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem   “Because of the Human Thing” We forecast both the worst and best because The human thing is settled in the crux. Set there like...

Gravity:  the Greeks and the Old Testament

Gravity:  the Greeks and the Old Testament How Hitler-like and heavy is the past, How wonderful and marble-like its weight Upon our brains and guts.  The Greeks loom vast; The Hebrews, too.  Their fires in myth frustrate. We can’t escape to newness.  We are crushed...

Sterile

                    Sterile I throw my rice on you, small handfuls of White wishes with husks rubbed off.  Grains catch there In your hair, a few, the ones that know love And its meaninglessness.  That’s what they share With God, that clinging whiteness and a...