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Dayspring

                     Dayspring The morning moon is setting. It is still And not. The light is light and fading but Not fading. Dawn is hovering in the chill Of lunar death that is not death. Life is cut From death as if a sliver of a far Lost moon, though cryogenic in...

 Ravishing Poetry

                Ravishing Poetry True poetry is not just beauties, thoughts Or feelings.   It is something other, more. It listens more like complicated knots Awaiting Alexanders for its roar To be released.  The poem, once unloosed Inside the non-Platonic cavern of...

Immaculate Conception

  Immaculate Conception   Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Though nature hovers in our minds and spans The spaces far beyond the Hubble eye, Though poetry, a telescope that scans The universe,  can take...

Untroubled Gaultier Green

            Untroubled Gaultier Green The May-time trees put on their costumes, green, Green, green,  and greenish yellow, style.  A few Are copper beech in color.  All have sheen Of silk and satin, every one.  Their coup D’etat is total like a Paris show Composed by...

Someone Special

                         Someone Special Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Who has to be a special someone when He knows that he is loved?  Perhaps some sun God loves him.  Maybe he knows more than men...

“The Very Stones Will Cry Out”

“The Very Stones Will Cry Out” Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem       Contemplative are agates, geodes too, And also quartz within them.  All are filled With meditation colored with the blue Of...