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Conjecture

                            Conjecture   “The unplumb’d, salt, estranging sea” ~ Matthew Arnold   What Wordsworth felt and wondered rests unknown Against the edges of our minds.  We know, Though not completely, what we feel.  Alone The soul is and will always...

The Beginning is the End

            The Beginning is the End My soul rolled out to meet him like a scroll For Christ to write on with his blood.  A slack Remainder tried to be unlike a hole. To lift one’s wrists after a heart attack Is challenging.  He lifted both his wrists. That tells you...

Before the Movies and TV

        Before the Movies and TV Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem For Charles Randall Stanfield who also mentioned sex and other types of play and contemplation of beauty Both Bollywood and...

Lack of Olive Oil for Cooking and Cleaning

    Lack of Olive Oil for Cooking and Cleaning Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem When Alexander’s men learned they were out Of olive oil, or nearly out, they stopped. They halted.  They began to soldier...

Ceaseless Becoming

         Ceaseless Becoming Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem “Things do not begin with a capital letter and end with a full stop; there is simply ceaseless becoming.”  R. H. Blyth For Bonnie...