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Wakeful Peace Under Shining in the Sky

Wakeful Peace Under Shining in the Sky Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The morning April dawns, the force of March Prepares to fade.  A quietude so faint That it is silent, unheard, starts to arch Its...

No Matter How You Dress It Up, We Are Alone

No Matter How You Dress It Up, We Are Alone   Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  “Love is all.”  The Baron in the Trees, Italo Calvino     Charles Randall Stanfield                                       ...

How They Grow

          How They Grow “all things were made by Him” ~ John 1:3 Consider how the lilies of the field Grow.  Think about not beauty nor their toil But how they seed and root, so how they yield From earth and stalks and stems and slowly coil Out blossoms.  How can this...

Like the Burning Stake of Saint Joan of Arc

Like the Burning Stake of Saint Joan of Arc A scarlet leaf, a yellow one, a gold Flame leaf, an orange one, these rages yield Enough to cause a fire.  These colors scold The other seasons since they failed to wield Such passion.  They held hot as summer sun And cool...

Out of the Many, One Creed

Out of the Many, One Creed  Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  A thousand hilltops And neon’s autumnal leaves, One transparent brook.                                   ~ Shiki (Englished by Phillip Whidden)...

Mounds of Virgins

         Mounds of Virgins Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  No matter what the art about Saint Joan Or any other female saint almost, Male artists tease out tits.  Men almost moan When showing Saint...

Some Things Seem Eternal in Palestine

Some Things Seem Eternal in Palestine Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The melding rests here drying in the sun. The mix has cinnamon and cloves thrown in Among the pink and purple petals.  Spun Among them...

NØught

NØught Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Kierkegaard   As faintly as the cosmos feels our breath, It feels our hearts much less, that’s if it reads At all their beats.  Significance Macbeth, As hardened in...