A Glass Bubble

A Glass Bubble

               A Glass Bubble Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  His childhood, calm, unlike a corrida Entirely, (much more like a mountain lake), Was like lagoon waves lapping Florida Marina shores.  The...

For Bonnie Petroschuk

  For Bonnie Petroschuk Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  A different kind of reader hovers here And there.  Her realm of readers does not need To understand the mystic meanings’ sphere Of lines.  She does...

Three Caskets of Dreams

    Three Caskets of Dreams  “Who chooseth me must give and hazard all he hath.” ~ The Merchant of Venice The mind stores every memory at least Three times.  You do not have to speculate. You know exactly why.  Collapsed and creased Deep down in brain...

Suspended Pistols

             Suspended Pistols Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem Most men are made of crudest iron in shapes Like penises instead of thorns.  These blunt Iron prickles make their forced, demanding scrapes In victims often in...

Clipped Affection

                     Clipped Affection Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem I want to return to the flower and from the flower to my heart. Are you going, love? Farewell! (To my abandoned heart!) ~ Lorca,...

Hollywood, Bally-wood, Female Smally-wood, Schmallywood

Hollywood, Bally-wood, Female Smally-wood, Schmallywood Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  While feeling slightly nauseated with The imagery around him in the scenes And songs, with all the Hollywood blonde...

Several Mysteries from Nowhere to Nowhere

Several Mysteries from Nowhere to Nowhere Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  While walking on a small-town sidewalk he Observes a local druggie drunk who picks From off the ground a bit of life’s debris, A...

The Boy Jesus When Not Working in the Carpenter Shop

The Boy Jesus When Not Working in the Carpenter Shop   Unthinking grace is like a child at play. The hummingbird in hover, April flight, Does not consider gracefulness in sway Of gorgeousness or whether beauty’s height Is being skated through the blossom air. The cat...

Inklings of Immortality

              Inklings of Immortality Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Perhaps these stones are where the gods sit when We spend mere time away from boulders, waste Our spirits.  Rocks like these wait not...

Tuesday as Spiritual Breakthrough

     Tuesday as Spiritual Breakthrough Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The master teacher of the Zen monks tells One monk to jump to foaming whirlpool waves. He jumps and finds himself in no deep wells...

The People Who Too Easily are Bored

The People Who Too Easily are Bored The people who too easily are bored Have boring minds, my brother Ivan says. When brains were given out, too many scored At low IQs.  Not one of them’s a wizz At anything except their boredom.  If They sit alone without their...

BruteBitchBastard

              BruteBitchBastard Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  “like murdered singing birds” Lord Alfred turned to singing something worse Than that monstrosity, that attic room Abomination.  He became...

Tears of Melancholic Glee

Tears of Melancholic Glee The lost child crying, Crying, crying. Even so . . . Catching the fireflies.   ~ Ryusui The twilight darkens like a threat.  The boy Wipes eyes and suddenly he sees a flash Which floats across the air.  It’s like a toy That he has dreamed of,...

Jalousie in Natural Light—Avant la Rêve

Jalousie in Natural Light—Avant la Rêve For Mrs. Pat Silver and Bob Stubbs She chose a piece called “Jalousie” for flute And keyboard that was strange to both the boys, But then the both of them were teens.  To suit The ceremony “Jalousie” had poise But sounded...

Vision as Daybreak

                   Vision as Daybreak Like white cloud samples brought right down to earth By Buddha as a guide to finding death Inside his blank Nirvana, they bring birth To sacred thoughts, these insights.  They bring breath To bodhi.  When they come, they come like...

They Hold their Hats in Deference in their Hands

  They Hold their Hats in Deference in their Hands Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Two men are bowing at the crossroads to Each other.  Though already distant they Grow fainter even as they set off...

Transclucent Fun like Daydreams

Translucent Fun like Daydreams Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem      “Only we’ll live awhile, as children play,       Without tomorrow, without yesterday.”            ~ A. Mary P. Robinson, “Let Us...

Wisteria

              Wisteria Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The problem with true beauty is that you Lose interest.  You can look at it so long But then your mind goes wandering from the view. The truest...

Bob Stubbs

              Bob Stubbs Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem He wallowed in his first epiphany. He could not bring himself to leave the thrill Of it behind.  The first polyphony When it appeared in music...

International Geographic

      International Geographic The tawny boys run through the woods and streets Wherever they are raised, in rural realms Of citrus Florida, where sunshine meets Them under orange grove trees or under elms In England—everywhere.  They build their dykes Or dams, their...

Bonsai:  Big is Not Better

Bonsai:  Big is Not Better Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem …… Who says that small is not as good as large? Would you prefer a splendid sailboat or The  heavy, hulking hull plate of a...

“Zen” * and Ichinyo (如) Aikiya

“Zen” * and Ichinyo (如) Aikiya The brief and long are similar — the same, Says Buddha.  Bonsai in its little dish And Peony in vase have both one aim. This goal is much, much more than just a wish. Both items are the same, Gautama says. He knows the blossom has been...

Victors in Dream Geography

  Victors in Dream Geography Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem We want to conquer dreamers’ landscapes, sweep Through them triumphantly, explore each dream And make it ours. We want to fathom deep...

Titusville Spelled KKK

         Titusville Spelled KKK “There’s no place like home.” If I were given Judy Garland’s shoes, I wouldn’t click their ruby heels to go To childhood Titusville.  I wouldn’t choose The 1950s there where time was slow As Playalinda tides that inched up on The palest...

The Harvest of a Quiet Eye

  The Harvest of a Quiet Eye   “The harvest of a quiet eye”  ~ John Richard Vernon Ignore the razzmatazz, and sex, and stuff. Just look around you in the dawn and see A crack in God’s eternity, enough To show the mystical, mystery In twilight.  Take an old, old book...

A History of Upswelling Poisons Unintended

A History of Upswelling Poisons Unintended Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  e plants some seeds, some sentences and words In rows.  What might become of clauses, verbs, And paragraphs he cannot know. ...

Troy in New Orleans, Manhattan, or London

   Troy in New Orleans, Manhattan, or London Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem So I found “Helen” sitting in a streetcar; the Dionysian revels of her court were transferred to a Metropolitan roof garden...

The Venerable, Ancient Need

The Venerable, Ancient Need Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “And Socrates the philosopher, who despised everything, was, for all that, subdued by the beauty of Alcibiades; as also was the venerable...

Scholarly Blindness

    Scholarly Blindness “Since before 450 BC there was no prose literature, our only windows on the ancient world are the poems.” ~ Michael Schmidt, The First Poets, 8 It only goes to show that scholars love To focus narrowly.  He looked so hard At Greeks that he is...

Sappho Wrote about Twelve Thousand Lines of Poetry

Sappho Wrote about Twelve Thousand Lines of Poetry Twelve thousands lines of poetry were torched By time and Christians.  Piety increased The ravages, all this because she scorched With love for girls.  Bishops made a feast Of male disgust that Sappho caused by fire...

Divine = Human Equation Human = Divine

Some readers may find this next sonnet offensive.  If you might be offended, do not read it. Divine = Human Equation Human = Divine Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse “The matchless Ganymede, divinely fair, Whom Heaven, enamour’d...

Treasures from the Wreck of the Unrecoverable

Treasures from the Wreck     of the Unrecoverable Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse “Athenaeus quotes more than ten thousand lines of verse in it, many not preserved or attested elsewhere.” ~ Michael Schmidt, The First Poets Ten...

Before the Internet in the Ancient World

Before the Internet in the Ancient World “Hellenistic culture was of necessity a culture of the book . . . :  the age of the reader had arrived, and a poet was often a man speaking to a man, not to men.” ~ Michael Schmidt, The First Poets, 13 The audience grew smaller...

Earl Grey in Old Imari Porcelain

Earl Grey in Old Imari Porcelain He could have stayed behind his desk.  He could Have signed stock-trading bonds.  He could have stayed Not writing symphonies.  Each night he would Have travelled home to comfort.  Hubert strayed. He could have travelled home each...

World Book

           World Book Is there a book which you would choose to be The World when this one is destroyed, say, slim Selections of this earth’s best poetry On silk imprinted and with gilded trim? Or would you choose an ivory book of runes Encrypting lost religions...

The Ultimate Chamber of Silent Adoration

The Ultimate Chamber of Silent Adoration Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “When Robbie Ross died, […] he triumphed over both Bosie and Constance, by having his ashes interred in Oscar’s tomb.” ~...

Inner Sanctums of Hole-iness

Inner Sanctums of Hole-iness Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The gods loomed more than superstars do now. The gods were more like legendary fire Behind a gilded curtain. They would plough A lad or...

Dumb Forecast

           Dumb Forecast That little wrinkled sack between his thighs Predicts.  The contents there will make him grow Much bigger.  Certain parts will spread in size, His shoulders, biceps, thicker neck.  Down low Beneath his belly button, balls will swell And, yes,...

Hairy Happiness

     Hairy Happiness The woman watches him. He’s at the sink Inside their hotel room. She notes his arms And shoulders most. She thinks of manly stink In black-haired armpits, glossy in the harms They do to heart and guts as she succumbs. He’s washing them with water...

Recurring, Not Forgotten Florida

Recurring, Not Forgotten Florida Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The childhood cosmos that returns in dreams Is full of butter suns, smooth, yellow, bright. The light is not like melting candy creams...

How the Cypress Came to Be

How the Cypress Came to Be Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Sylvanus loved the boy and gave a gift To Cyparissus, gave the boy a doe. He doted on it. Then the truest shift Occurred. Sylvanus killed it...

Modern Improvements

Modern Improvements I find it faintly droll that Caesar had No clue about Napoleon and Hitler, that Augustus never knew how ultra bad That Mao and Josef Stalin were. How flat Those Caesars would have felt if only they Had known how pipsqueak they would seem compared...

Never Land

                Never Land Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “Ordinarily, romantic love is a popular theme in ancient India’s epics as well as in numerous plays that revolve around the romances of...

People are Starving in South Sudan

     People are Starving in South Sudan   (This poem has many illustrations.  Keep going till you have read the rhyming couplet.) “A macaroon! A macaroon! “I cannot live without a macaroon!”      ~ Pierrot, Aria da Capo by Edna St. Vincent Millay “We live in an...

Fingered: an Annunciation poem

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/7/7a/Dieric_Bouts_-_The_Annunciation_-_WGA2979.jpg                          Fingered:  an Annunciation poem The only things that matter in this scene Are Mary’s hands.  Her head is egg-like to A laughable degree; the...

The High Days

The High Days Great cliffs with deserts at their bottoms mark The years.  Each steep descent goes straight to plains Strewn out as sand, and drearinesses arc Out flatter than the rocks of numbness.  Pain Would be too much to ask.  Boringness spreads Out, wide before...

World Book

       World  Book Is there a book which you would choose to be The World when this one is destroyed, say, slim Selections of this earth’s best poetry On silk imprinted and with gilded trim? Or would you choose an ivory book of runes Encrypting lost religions...