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The Age of the Gods

    The Age of the Gods Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The age of gods remains the same, a still Forever.  As they were, they ever are, And ever will be, in a changeless, chill, Transparent medium. ...

The Deepest, Fullest Bow

  The Deepest, Fullest Bow The bow becomes a fugue in colors swerved And woven deeper than the color wheel. The bow becomes a ballerina curved But stoops so low the swaying starts to kneel. Obeisance is required in reverence Before the altar.  Holiness requires That...

Sado Island

                        Sado Island Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem A haiku does not aim for beauty.  In The essence of the poem beauty waits. A prima donna stays behind the thin Wing curtains. ...

iOvid

               iOvid Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem What Ovid did two thousand years ago, The World Wide Web has lately caught up with. He did it many, many times.  The slow Web has, at last,...

Zero Truth from Pagan Mesoamerica

Zero Truth from Pagan Mesoamerica An ancient Olmec scholar dreamed it up. He worked it out within his Allah-less thought. He did not need to use a carved stone cup Of baby blood to figure math’s round nought. This Olmec thinker lived three thousand years (Or maybe...

Lightning Gods

                Lightning Gods Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The lightning rods for timelessness, we wait For sly eternity to strike.  We wait in time Yet immortality aims to castrate Or drown us. ...