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Parthenogenesis Paternal

       Parthenogenesis Paternal If I were only Woodrow’s son, yes, just His son, not his and Helen’s, then my heart Would sing with dreams and poetry, gold dust Of life.  My mind would separate apart The pettishness of daily living from The mountain clouds of Florida...

The War Poet

        The War Poet “a rich nature … fighting eagerly towards the truth.”   “I have a rendezvous with death                   At some disputed barricade” ~ Alan Seeger Alan Seeger  Not all war poets are the same as Brooke. Not all are like a cabinet display Of...

Rupert Wanted Surrender

        Rupert Wanted Surrender  “Love is a breach in the walls, a broken gate.    Love sells the proud heart’s citadel to fate.”~ Rupert Brooke Would women be as likely as a man To write such sentiments, to think of love As breaching walled in strength, as Æthelstan...