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“Tarry,” is Spring’s Command

     “Tarry,” is Spring’s Command Yet if we grieve, the spring that blossoms will Not come as wishes quick or slow will leap. The grief of spring will hasten just the spill Of cherry blossoms.  Spring will only creep Back when its universe returns again. Our grieving...

Pulsating

                     Pulsating   Between the regions of the questions asked And answers given, or not given, lie The deeper thoughts.  True seers we have tasked Speak silently, unknown or known.  We ply Them like a medium who calls the dead. A shadow has no substance...

Arrogance Lurking in an Haute Bourgeois Reptile

      Arrogance Lurking in an Haute Bourgeois Reptile     ‘I am sure he will be a very good poet some day, and he is a very loveable creature’. Siegfried Sassoon writing to Robert Graves as quoted in Jean Moorcroft Wilson’s Siegfried Sassoon,  the Making of a War...

Wide-eyed Fur among the Roses

    Wide-eyed Fur among the Roses   A spoiled westerner decided he Would have a restaurant meal delivered to His home, a spicy Indian one with ghee Or maybe just a pizza baked with goo All over it.  A speeding senseless van Ate up the street and killed my Bene,...

We Break the Law Together

     We Break the Law Together We break the law together for the sake Of beauty.  Beauty turns our sin to love. The love is sacred and is full of ache And space, yes constellations far above Mere moons and decalogues.  We break the law Because the body and the soul...