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Musica Universalis

            Musica Universalis   The music of the ancient earth is not The music of the spheres.  It is instead The sound of earthquakes and volcanoes, hot Bing Videos With lava and destruction.  Hear the dread In seal pups when a killer whale appears. The music is of...

Rudolph Nureyev and Dame Joan Fonteyne

Rudolph Nureyev and Dame Joan Fonteyne Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Bing Videos The arts endeavor lifting high The heart in beauty or in anger, woe Or joy as though a wizard with a sly Baton is waving...

Jehovah Isn’t Buddha with his Prayer Wheels

  Jehovah Isn’t Buddha with his Prayer Wheels Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  So why do people pray when they want God To give a favor?  He is said to be A God of love.  Perhaps it is an odd Thing...

Worse than Dido

           Worse than Dido Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  He never quite got over it, not quite, Because he never had it.  Like a ghost That never had a body, he stalked night, Or worse he was the...

No Rational Entwinements in the Chest

No Rational Entwinements in the Chest Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The moonlight dies.  The dawn comes on.  The day Kills dawn.  The morning star goes out and noon Cries out in silence.  Gateways help...

To Get Ash You Need Fire No Matter What Religion

To Get Ash You Need Fire No Matter What Religion Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The West has long had more respect for man, His body, than the Hindus and the ones Who put their corpses out for vultures,...

A Beam in the Eye

          A Beam in the Eye   It’s quite a botheration to admit That critics, gifted though they are, can slip Up.  One that I can reverence and sit And read for years and decades easily can strip Away respect with one remark on Keats. The critic maybe had an insight...