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A Cat Means Love . . .

A Cat Means Love . . . Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem . . . But then you have to know that claws and teeth Are parts of what a cat is.  If you can Not deal with killing facts, then you’re beneath...

Not Tuesday for Hiroshima or Nagasaki

Not Tuesday for Hiroshima or Nagasaki Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem A page turned brings not Tuesday but the clash Of Hastings armies in the book you read. A flash that blinds from atom bombs, a crash,...

The Lens to Capture Irony

The Lens to Capture Irony Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem She saw the cormorants at work while she Was on vacation in a rural part Of China, but, unlike them, she was free. She had a tender, sentimental...

The Limits of Truth for Poets

The Limits of Truth for Poets Blood never runs as fast as water.  Streams And rivers, falls and cataracts flow With force as quick as torture does in screams But sometimes water courses, grudging, slow Down.  They are slow as cancer in its threat. Blood thickens but...

His Mane Is Not Frozen

His Mane Is Not Frozen Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The stallion has a stab wound in his eye. The tempered steel is lodged there still with blood. The bride that was now has a woman’s sty Beside black...

Long Before the Galaxies Began to Surge

Long Before the Galaxies Began to Surge* Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Though physics knows what water is and we Think, yes, we know, and Buddha thought he found Enlightenment as serendipity In lotus...

For Love and Worse

For Love and Worse Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The old, the old, they sit, required to keep Their lips sewn tight.  The old, the old, they sit And stare at walls where men, the men, would sleep Before...