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He Wore his Royal Robes to Lead Out in Matins and Vespers

He Wore his Royal Robes to Lead Out in Matins and Vespers Some lines of verse by Robert King of France Sing, simply pious, from one thousand years Gone by.  We analyze them, though, askance Because his holiness had fatal fears Like flaming coals inside it.  He was so...

Black and White Segregation

  Black and White Segregation The Sabbath is entirely to itself. We make it stranger to the other days. We place the Sabbath on a sacred shelf And close the cupboard door.  Its windows glaze The Sabbath off, though, notionally, it Can look through glass to see unholy...

Submerged City

           Submerged City You lie, a city now, beneath the clear Depths.  You are still but we can see you move Because we knew you when you filled the sphere We call the past now. Memory can prove An old existence:  archeology Can bring perfection up from underneath...

Which God is Not

      Which God is Not “The intellect can understand any part of a thing as a part, but not as a whole.  It can understand anything which God is not.”  page 193 That’s really not what poetry can deal With.  Poetry that’s poetry cannot Express the whole.  A poem makes...

Panicky Purity

               Panicky Purity The phantoms of the heart and brain are drugs From soul and not from science.  They are like Some sort of dreamlike but effective plugs Created for our therapy.  A dyke Holds back the floods… and heart holds back the brain And rigid...

24-carat Dreamscape

24-carat Dreamscape Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem When dining off gold plates, I think of you, Yes, not of Greek ambassadors around The tables of the Persian court.  Peru Might spring to mind where...

Prophecy from the Future

       Prophecy from the Future Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem You flew, the prophecy the future sent To me.  You levitated up above My present and my past.  My space/time bent Around you.  This is...

Heavenly Bodies

            Heavenly Bodies Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The sunlight on the moon is sunlight, not Sad moonlight.  Get that straight.  If I want you, I want you having me inside you, hot, More...