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Modesty’s Refinement from a Winter’s Afternoon

      Modesty’s Refinement    from a Winter’s Afternoon   The curtains in the bedroom at the front Were Margaret’s last and accidental gift To me.  Before their hanging day, death’s stunt Destroyed her.  She was sucked right through that rift...

The Verges of Oblivion

          The Verges of Oblivion   Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  These ones lie now in death except in scraps Like tombstones, marriage licenses, and birth Certificates.  From these no useful maps Can...

Godly Stones Crying Out

            Godly Stones Crying Out   “to let him go for a scapegoat into the wilderness” Leviticus 16:10 The prophet’s tongue is loose.  It waggles, this Direction, that.  It solemnizes truth, Then censures it.  It gives Jehovah’s kiss But then his condemnation.  God...

As She Lies on Her Deathbed

        As She Lies on Her Deathbed The tulip petals have been turned to pale Translucent beauty in their death. The oval petals have become a veil For ghosts to wear, like fragrance from the breath Of phantoms.  Lavender has faded, dawn Reduced, a fading caused by...

Beyond

                        Beyond Beyond this writing of ourselves upon Eternity, we need the finite veins Of heart.  It teaches love is not withdrawn When we have left.  Love hovers leaving stains As breath upon the air of heaven’s light. The light and air both...

Canaveral Olympic Sport

     Canaveral Olympic Sport           The Splashothrills In Response to Wordsworth and the Daffodils The brothers and the sisters set a race Of sorts.  They go out to the little dock And brace up on that sunlit wooden space, Banana River space.  Some lift up frock...