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The Last Rose of December

        The Last Rose of December    The last rose open looks up towards the sky. The sky does not look down but only spreads Itself.  The flower unspeaking asks for dry December breezes.  Fallen, other heads Speak silently from death and ground to say The coolness...

Apples of Gold in Pictures of Silver

  Apples of Gold in Pictures of Silver   Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  He spent too many winter evenings with Her, drinking tea and cocoa at the best. The bedroom moments proved the myth Of marriage...

DIRT

DIRT Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The wind blew towards me on my back.  It hissed, “The past is there.  It never goes away.” Those deaths are there.  That time those two lips kissed Your mouth and...

Father and Son Untouching Orbits

Father and Son Untouching Orbits Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  . I knew my father only in two parts Of life (his life), his summer and his fall. His spring was long before me.  Both our hearts Had...

Musica Universalis

            Musica Universalis   The music of the ancient earth is not The music of the spheres.  It is instead The sound of earthquakes and volcanoes, hot Bing Videos With lava and destruction.  Hear the dread In seal pups when a killer whale appears. The music is of...

Rudolph Nureyev and Dame Joan Fonteyne

Rudolph Nureyev and Dame Joan Fonteyne Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Bing Videos The arts endeavor lifting high The heart in beauty or in anger, woe Or joy as though a wizard with a sly Baton is waving...