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A Rejection of Stigmata

                      A Rejection of Stigmata Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The peony in April sun feels light Upon its petals.  That is shining weight Unfelt.  The pink embraces springtime, slight As...

Too Late to Understand the Reality वास्तविकता का एहसास होने में बहुत देर हो चुकी है।

Too Late to Understand the Reality वास्तविकता का एहसास होने में बहुत देर हो चुकी है। Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Cut out my shadow. Free me from the torture of seeing myself fruitless.      ~ Lorca,...

Full Length the Goal

       Full Length the Goal Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  “the tiniest of hearts” ~ Lorca, “Preludio” Lorca My fingers grow the tiniest of hearts While finding love.  They...

Prospero Wiser than Ageing Phillip

    Prospero Wiser than Ageing Phillip My Prospero, it turns out, naps below The roses in front garden border.  He Doesn’t know I think that this is no Good way for health.  For years my order he Heard.  “Stay out back among the other flowers,” He heeded.  Recently...

The Cratered Moons are Truer

    The Cratered Moons are Truer Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary p BBC News – Solstice Strawberry Moon: June full Moon rises behind Greece’s Temple of Poseidon – BBC News...

Their Beauty Almost Stings

   Their Beauty Almost Stings Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The birds and insects get it right.  The male Outshines in colors female beauty.  Gold, The females seem to be the richest.  Hail The...

To Hold Infinity in the Eyelids

To Hold Infinity in the Eyelids Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem    The carved Buddha lies, His eyelids in a straight line To infinities. ~ Seiho [Englished by Phillip Whidden] Do straight lines lead to...