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Becoming: Waking Up in the Thwarted Rêve

Becoming:  Waking Up in the Thwarted Rêve …………………. …………..See the gif at https://imgur.com/gallery/c0yTUmw When Tennessee became my age, his brain Began to dream in color.  Up till then The...

Oh, Fill my Veins with Sap of Curs!

Oh, Fill my Veins with Sap of Curs! …..“and filleth with the blood of weeds” Oh, fill my veins with sap of curs!  Distend My arteries with basest urges.  Bloat My heart with commonest of strengths and send From it the humble lusts of ram and goat, Those fed on...

The Savagery of Human Hearts

The Savagery of Human Hearts The savagery of human hearts is best When violence is banned.  The pressure swells As in an autoclave when love is pressed. A pressure cooker squeezes charging cells Erupting from the vessels in our chests. Erythrocytes and leukocytes,...

Hills

                Hills I like that hills are taught by autumn how To mean and learn from leaves what orange warns. Hills take their definition from fall’s now And from its sharpened hoariness of horns. I like how hills are taught by castles, walls And forts what...

Father’s Voice

  Father’s Voice   I can’t remember what my father said Except when he was storytelling, or Declaiming poetry, or when his head Was full of politics or God. His store Of beauty came in tales, or ringing lines Of loveliness and joy, and plots he spun, And...

“The Most Beautiful Life in History”

“The Most Beautiful Life in History”                             (Oscar Wilde on the life of Paul Verlaine) Wilde’s entertaining Magdalen French did not Amuse Verlaine.  The fireworks of those words Were sparkling like champagne but they meant squat To Paul—or were as...