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144,000 Thrones

            144,000 Thrones Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem My childhood little church, that concrete block One painted white with ziggurat-like face, Was filled with mystic preacher salesman talk So...

The Age of the Gods

    The Age of the Gods Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The age of gods remains the same, a still Forever.  As they were, they ever are, And ever will be, in a changeless, chill, Transparent medium. ...

It Takes One

               It Takes One Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Henry David Thoreau writes of Chaucer, “We are tempted to say that his genius was feminine, not masculine.  It was such feminineness,...

April Infatuation

          April Infatuation Saigyô says about the cherry blossoms of Mr. Yoshino, “Could I but divide up myself, and see every spray on unnumbered hills of flowers in bloom!” Let Ariel inhabit me when spring Returns so I can fly from tree to tree. I’ll zoom...

Where We Ought to Be

      Where We Ought to Be Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem At times we feel like God.  At times we feel Like us, just humans, men and women, not Like God.  At times, though this is quite surreal, We...

Dark Pink Nipples in the 1950s

        Dark Pink Nipples in the 1950s Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The 1950s held its clean-cut sorts, Its crew-cut men, but they were not the whole Array.  Some others filled the gorgeous courts...

Loose Needlework

         Loose Needlework The sage walks round in circles. Blessings burn. The blessings burn farewell.  They burn the facts. They never matter.  They are there to turn To incense all your scarred up faithless acts Against your wife, and son, and Jesus, too, Those...