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Christian Love and MAGA

       Christian Love and MAGA* These Christians, when they see that church denies Their politics, decide to leave their faith Behind.  Their savior in this instance lies To win them, and their Christ becomes a wraith. He changes to a ghost of mercy, love, And Good...

The Road through the Gate Past Grace

The Road through the Gate Past Grace Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The roadway leads from nowhere on and on To nowhere.  Sunset and horizon loom, Yet nothing is beyond.  The road to dawn Roves,...

On First Looking into Ovid’s Metamorphoses

On First Looking into Ovid’s Metamorphoses For Adam Meister and Suyash Singh His hand was heart.  His heart was hand.  The hand Was heart and more.  This hand was soul and mind. He learned that there are more than Sabbaths, bland And filled with trifling things like...

“Almost Ludicrously Beautiful”

  “Almost Ludicrously Beautiful” “His looks were stunning – it is the only appropriate adjective.” ~ Leonard Woolf   “the handsomest young man in England” ~ W. B.Yeats   “He [Ganymede] was regarded as the most beautiful human on earth, male or female.” ~...

“Mythical Land of the Ever Young”

  “Mythical Land of the Ever Young” “I can’t help feeling that he has been smothered and castrated, and there he is, quite different, and memorable, could we disinter him.” ~ Virginia Woolf   “They shall grow not old, as we that are left...

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...

Unrequited Love in Men

          Unrequited Love in Men “All the little emptiness of love!” ~ Rupert Brooke Gigantic love alone is one small space Inside the mind and guts of just one guy. It’s like a complicated interface, But tiny, ganglia trapped in a sky Of bruise enormous in its hurt...

“Something Evermore to Be”

  “Something Evermore to Be” Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Yes, something evermore to be awaits, Or we await it. It is promise or Recurring prophecy.  Sublimest gates Are opening.  This truth is at the...