Mockingbird’s Song as Colors

Mockingbird’s Song as Colors

   Mockingbird’s Song as Colors Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Northern Mockingbird singing. (yNorthern Mockingbird singing. (youtube.c The mockingbird sings lavishly, and less Like mist of rainbows,...

Not Just Nirvana

              Not Just Nirvana The meaning of the Passion does not quite Fit in with Buddha’s or the Hindus’ way So near enough one fifth thinks Passion’s blight. The point is in escaping it, its sway. Samsara is at best a dirtiness That reels out incarnations,...

Autumn Reincarnation or Moksha

     Autumn Reincarnation or Moksha Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  When autumn comes, comes wisdom made of fierce Transcendence, beauty of the hues of fire And death, the beauties,  harshness, force to...

Reflected Down on Africa

        Reflected Down on Africa Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  He built a white, moon garden on the edge, That cliff down towards the Great Rift Valley’s floor. White roses bloomed in curvings toward...

It’s a Mad, Mad, Sad, Bad World

    It’s a Mad, Mad, Sad, Bad World Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Some artists are so desperate for the new That they create mere nonsense, not the art We want.  They wield farce art for just the few...

Seven Hearts Like Moon Rises Inside

   Seven Hearts Like Moon Rises Inside Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  A clutch of hearts he held inside his chest Beside the fleshy one.  The first in youth Was quite beyond his explanation—best Forget...

Various Ways of Gauging

      Various Ways of Gauging Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The stars and planets and the moon mislead Us. Lunar influences tend to be worst, Irrational at best.  The comets speed And glitter, each a...

Cutie Pie Cat

                 Cutie Pie Cat The pink-nosed face of Prospero my cat, Pink nose and white fur face, is what he rubs Against me, purring.  He does not know that I love him since he’s cute.  My finger scrubs His whiskers and his ears because I think He likes that kind...

Do Not Be Silly about Dalí or French Alexandrines

Do Not Be Silly about Dalí or French Alexandrines no room for dream and its inexact flower ~ Lorca, “Ode to Salvador Dalí,” (Oda a Savador Dalí) We still have room for dreams as well as flowers. Uncertain blooms? They fail to exist, no Approximate lilies.  His signal...

Madness and Modernism

      Madness and Modernism Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  https://x.com/i/status/1810148186025017458 The Modernists will say my measures mar Since made of sharp steel rulers; mean the soul Of poetry...

Moon-filled Tongue

         Moon-filled Tongue Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Elaborate the movements as the cat Performs his grooming in the feline night: He flourishes his head and licks his matte Fur into moon gloss...

Too Late to Understand the Reality वास्तविकता का एहसास होने में बहुत देर हो चुकी है।

Too Late to Understand the Reality वास्तविकता का एहसास होने में बहुत देर हो चुकी है। Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Cut out my shadow. Free me from the torture of seeing myself fruitless.      ~ Lorca,...

I Canali, un Pranzo, il Arsenale

        I Canali, un Pranzo, il Arsenale Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The Romans, Japanese and Greeks once had A reverence, religious in a calm Way, quiet, for the clockwork things, the sad (The...

Unending Length and Strength

    Unending Length and Strength Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  If Buddha be correct that everything Is One, the universe, the cosmos, Soul, That all be unity and all these sing In unison, not harmony,...

Microbes’ Excretion in the Priests’ Hair

Microbes’ Excretion in the Priests’ Hair Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  I ask you, what’s the use of beauty if It’s undermined by nuns and monks at prayer, Their hands unknown to you that have a whiff...

Bound

                       Bound No dirty atom or electron can Exist.  No dirty god can reign supreme Since that would not be deity.  A man Cuts off another person’s leg.  Does gleam Of goodness come from that, or bad Come pulsing from it?  What if he has cut It as...

More Lovely than a Golden Spiral

  More Lovely than a Golden Spiral Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The chambered nautilus propels his shell Through nighttime waves.  He sails much longer than His cousins, octopus and squid.  The swell...

Helen as Pathetic 1950s Florence Nightingale

Helen as Pathetic 1950s Florence Nightingale A mother nearly stumbles in beside The beds, each boy in misery of flu As if in torture chambers.  They have cried Themselves to whimpering sleep like kittens mew When dying.  Husband also mashed down, slammed In fever,...

The Poetry of the Triune God

The Poetry of the Triune God: a Cord of Three Strands   Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem             “from everlasting to everlasting, thou art God.” tttttt Eternal gyres together one times three. The...

Nursing Nutrition on Your Knees

   Nursing Nutrition on Your Knees Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  When humans scold you, turn to flowers and vines. Combine them.  Morning glories are ideal As therapy or zazen.  Blooms are mines For...

Unlike Us Who Shrivel Separately

Unlike Us Who Shrivel Separately          The morning glories Brandish side by side and then           They wither, wither.                         ~ Hokushi (Englished by Phillip Whidden) It is as if the vines and tendrils grow Because some God thinks He has made...

By the Stone Path

       By the Stone Path   The morning glories do not have to pray Or chant a sutra in a scarlet voice In sunlight, do not even need a sway From breezes.  They are holiness, no choice Or sacred regimen, the sort that monks Or nuns indulge required.  Blooms’...

cows two days before a funeral

        cows two days before a funeral Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem  Proverbs 26:11 When Queen Elizabeth is dead, brown cows Will, still, be lying in the Windsor fields. The autumn fields will hint...

Sleeping

                           Sleeping   On top, a pale, thin blanket, gray; below A plain white sheet, and next a pink, strong pink And white-striped nightie, then the scratched up dough Of old-age flesh, no use to try to prink Her up with wig or Positano clothes She...

At Last

                    At Last “The death of a beautiful woman is, unquestionably, the most poetical topic in the world” ~ Edgar Allan Poe Although her hair has not been tinted or Recolored, it has lavender inside It, peeking out toward death’s wide...

Earendel

                                    Earendel Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem This morning star exploded in the dark Of ancient space, exploded, formed and shone Before the orbs that we have known, a...

Uhtceare

                 Uhtceare . . . . .l He lies awake and not, awake but not In decent consciousness, more nightmarish His bed.  He feels entrapped inside a slot Of evils, waking worries, angst, garish In coldest heat.  This looms, sorrow before The dawn, in darkness...

Stillness Gloriously Interrupted by Intimations of Immortality

Stillness Gloriously Interrupted by Intimations of Immortality Why the Mockingbird Sings : And Why at Night, When Most Birds Sleep? – Los Angeles Times (latimes.com) The mockingbird soars up through song at night. The darkness swells with music suddenly Or sound...

A 1950s Florida Day and July 20 and 21, 1969

A 1950s Florida Day and July 20 and 21, 1969 Winged ants fly From a small house At the foot of Mount Fuji.   ~ Buson   The clapboard house shines white in afternoon Brevard in sunlight.  There in front are green And orange from the flame vine.  There’s no moon Above...

Archangels in the Moon Garden on Christmas Morn

          Archangels in the Moon Garden on Christmas Morn     The flowers in whitest rows set forth their white Perfume beside the Great Rift Valley on The day that Christ was born.  A rose’s might Is all that they can muster in this dawn Of Kenya.  That is strong...

Archangels in the Moon Garden on Christmas Morn

Archangels in the Moon Garden on Christmas Morn     The flowers in whitest rows set forth their white Perfume beside the Great Rift Valley on The day that Christ was born.  A rose’s might Is all that they can muster in this dawn Of Kenya.  That is strong enough,...

Empty Preservation

                          Empty Preservation Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem “To the loose stones that lay upon the highway,                                                                     ...

I Wrote my First Poem about Her When We Were Teens

I Wrote my First Poem about Her When We Were Teens She made her way from seventeen to be At mother’s funeral, a long time on That journey.  In between those years debris Of life had separated us.  Yvette had gone To black men in her bed, a husband—then The sex god...

Feeling Like Eternity and Not Just the Golden Era

Feeling Like Eternity and Not Just the Golden Era That halo light from Hollywood shines down Across the decades.  Garbo’s eyes still glow And Marilyn enwrapped in glitter gown, The sequins spangled, neckline cut so low The breast bone almost passed between those...

A Skin-deep Sea in a Fake Heaven

     A Skin-deep Sea in a Fake Heaven The depths of shallowness are what the stars Dive into.  Starlit deeps make slickness glow Like Barbarella dressed for sex-grooved Mars, Or Marilyn with one leg raised to show The blue pool has not killed her yet.  Like Wilde...

The Minx and Sacrifice

             The Minx and Sacrifice The reason Marilyn appealed to both The men and women was because she meant A dual thing and not just beauty.  Too loath To say that, though, they melted to her scent Composed of victimhood and vampishness. They, deep gods, or...

Elizabeth Taylor Never Managed Bangles to Compete with THAT

Elizabeth Taylor Never Managed Bangles to Compete with THAT Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem When class means one thing in Great Britain, class Means something else in Hollywood.  It’s glitz There, glitz...

Butterflies Sing with the Tongues of Zen and Angels

Butterflies Sing with the Tongues of Zen and Angels Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Let’s say that butterflies could sing.  What songs Would come from them?  Perhaps their first Would be selected from the...

Grave Offering

           Grave Offering Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem He breaks the burst of blossoms off the tree, The spray of life in blooms, and hauls it to The back part of the car.  Cemetery Rows wait. He...

What is the Meaning of Life?

What is the Meaning of Life? He asks what meaning life has.  It is life. The question does not have a purpose.  No Reply is needed.  Answers just cause strife. Philosophy is like a blizzard, snow Opaque and countless thoughts of white that pile Up beautifully, but...

Eclipse

                     Eclipse   You keep on looking for the moon.  It fails To show itself.  At times the afternoons Destroy the view with heavy crumpled veils More like a burkha made of godless dunes Those scores of million centuries before Mohammad’s Allah was...

A Stretched Out Oneness

     A Stretched Out Oneness Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem When flowers bloom we blossom in them, too, Inside their petals and their pinks, inside Electric yellow touched with orange.  The blue...

Rimbaud’s Tiny Kisser

      Rimbaud’s Tiny Kisser Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem …….. It’s worse than that unsmiling mouth implies. It’s more a grimness, executioner Made flesh and teeth.  If he were...

Lunar Loneliness

          Lunar Loneliness   Don’t the Moon Look Lonesome? ~ Sonny Rollins The moon has been too visited by rocks, Celestial bodies and all sorts of bits And pieces from deep space.  Yet frequent shocks Of such communication are just hits Of loneliness, again,...

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...

Irradiated Irises

            Irradiated Irises Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem His eyes were deep clairvoyant blue, and blue Of lighter kind, both present in his face At once for Paul to fall in love with.  True To...

Love’s Predestination

       Love’s Predestination The baby Cain asleep upon the breast Of Eve with Adam looking fondly on Would be enough to make the sight arrest Unease in anyone.  At that white dawn Of motherhood with Eve as God designed Her lovingly, her man as beautiful In her fond...

The Sonnet in Its Little Room

The Sonnet in Its Little Room The sonnet, much too like a tight cocoon, Encased inside its silk-like threads is far Too tiny and too strict but not immune To mystic grandeur.  It is not a czar Upon a dais seat raised up and vast Of gold, but more a derringer...

Simplicity and Complexity

 Simplicity and Complexity The modern Scandinavians and chairs By Shakers have their meaning just because Of life’s complexity.  The Cubist squares And glossed rectangularity give pause Like Philip Johnson’s house of cleanest glass. The house by Gropius in Lincoln...

  Olé Picasso!

  Picasso! Don’t look at nature after art to slight The art.  The point of art is not to ape But thinking.  Artists target to incite, Not prettify, but cause the mind to gape. To criticize a painting for a lack Of slavishness to facts is silliness Akin to faulting...

Shifting Knowledge

         Shifting Knowledge   “Know thyself” ~ the temple at Delphi The earth is slowing down its turning on Its axis; so it seems, at least.  The tides Have been impeding spinning since the dawn Of oceans and the sphere.  Our planet rides Through vastest vacuum of...

Grave

              Grave Beyond the light the morning star provides Are depths and distances behind, around, And promising.  They are eternal tides, Eternal only as such light is bound By borderlands of physics.  Morning star Illumination reaches from the dawn Of...

Love’s Lunge at Long Last

   Love’s Lunge at Long Last The moon in near remoteness, when compared With sun, and stars, and planets, makes its slow Fast way above us after being snared By gravity like weighty love below It, heft of earth’s devotion countless years Ago, four billion years ago...

“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...

Phases Fading

         Phases Fading Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The passing rain is Drying on the day-glory Which will die tonight. ~ Shiki The rain takes little care while dropping on The blossoms of the...

The Creed of Unitarian Roses and Unitarian Wind

The Creed of Unitarian Roses and Unitarian Wind Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The roses move, though in their nature they Are stillness all, except in growth and death. They vary in their colors. ...

Red Peony Petals Fallen on a White Windowsill

Red Peony Petals Fallen on a White Windowsill The fallen red lies still as it is weak And strong.  The petals lie as still as prayer By Buddha in serenity.  A Greek Simplicity is called to mind.  An air Of Classicism rules the scene, restrained. Yet scarlet does not...

Monism Teaches Oneness 一如 (Ichinyo)

Monism Teaches Oneness 一如 (Ichinyo) Shirobotan aru no tsuki ni kuzurekeri   The white peony; At the moon, one evening, It crumbled and fell.           ~Shiki Translations are quite tricky things.  They ask For huge commitment from the ones who try To make them.  Those...

Rectitude and Beauty

                                     Rectitude and Beauty Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Matthew 6:28 The ant, a Puritan in black, moves right Across the petal’s purity.  The black One works, works,...

Meager Medieval Males and Meager Modern Males

Meager Medieval Males and Meager Modern Males Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem We wonder if they honestly deceived Themselves with legends told as histories. Were decorated prose and rhyme believed As...

No Divisions

              No Divisions Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem   Tokonama no Botan no yami ya     Hototogisu                ~ Shiki The darkness of the alcove    Where the peonies are;        A hototogisu...

Medieval Razzmatazz in Le Morte d’Arthur

Medieval Razzmatazz in Le Morte d’Arthur   Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem “Than he com on so faste that his felyship semed as blak as inde.” ~ Sir Thomas Malory, Le Morte d’Arthur Let’s...

Vanishing Truth

          Vanishing Truth Each meeting is the start of parting.  Who He might become or who she might become, No matter what, what finally comes through Is vacuum.  Each beauty will succumb. Your newborn son will grow and go away— And he will die.  Perhaps you will...

The Known Unknown

     The Known Unknown   Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Izuko yori Tsubute  uchikomu Natsu kodachi The summer grove; my Mind is struck by a small stone That came from somewhere. ~ Buson The green of...

Remaining with Them is Like Losing Them

Remaining with Them is Like Losing Them To hold on to the dead is to forsake Them.  Holding on is like a woman in Denial when divorced.  The pulse of ache Will not decrease no matter what his sin Was.  Hoping for his love again will shove Him even farther into...

No Combination Code for the Vault

No Combination Code for the Vault All roads can lead you there but no road back. You call the stillness beauty and full peace But at a distance it seems threat as black As deathless fate.  Seek nothing of caprice Where these paths go.  This destination serves One...

Woman

                 Woman You slip away in poems that you wrote, In songs composed, in paintings painted by Your lust and fingers.  You turn out the vote For candidate and then learn just how sly He was, or muster funding for the cause— And win—but then the circumstances...

Death Sneers Silently at Services

Death Sneers Silently at Services We sing to dead ones.  That is how we pray. We sing the hymns and requiems. We chant The kaddish and the words of fate.  We sway In robes the living wear.  The pious rant Which sounds more beautiful than death, unless The timbre is of...

Doppelgängers

              Doppelgängers Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem You almost smell despair of men alone When they have lost that one friend, that one near They found they loved as if a holy clone Had...

Absence Forbidden by Anamnesis

Absence Forbidden by Anamnesis Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Pure absence is unknown—as long as mind Retains the memory, absence is denied. An ancient poet, wandering and blind, Can see that fact. ...

Artless as L. S. Lowry

    Artless as L. S. Lowry A Rembrandt darkness falls upon us, they And me.  I cannot see them now except As figures draped in richest robes.  The prey Of time (called death) they’ve worn brocade and slept In sand beneath the ground, each separate plot Concealing...

Ritual of Something Too like Vacuum

Ritual of Something Too like Vacuum As ignorant as light that streams from rooms Where love has been, we think of you.  Alone Now, more like air within the pharaohs’ tombs, We try to fill the dark with more than bone And skin of memory.  Your flesh recalled In...

Curly Top and Dimples

       Curly Top and Dimples Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem You might want to watch this before reading this sonnet: Shirley Temple – On The Good Ship Lollipop.avi – YouTube I  never ...

Painting as False Prophet in Acrylic

                Painting as False Prophet in Acrylic Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The image in the bedroom looks out through The window, artwork gazing out As if a seer.  It does not see blue Of...

Memorial Maple

            Memorial Maple A piercing red shouts out.  The border’s end Is painful to the organs, heart, and mind, And eyes.  It calls, “Forgotten is your friend, Forgotten through the year until I blind You with my raucous scarlet autumn leaves. You pass me every day...

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. ...

Forget the Graveyard’s Darkness and that Urn

Forget the Graveyard’s Darkness and that Urn Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Imagining that you are in the sky Above Antarctica or up beyond The Arctic’s ice consoles my heartbeats, high Among excited...

The Song for the Statue of Liberty

    The Song for the Statue of Liberty Sing out your foreign song.  Sing out your truth. Sing out the way that you are different from The rest.  Chant out from in your Succoth booth Or from your monastery.  Let songs come From pink brown Harlem lips.  Involve the...

Madness of Musical Men

   Madness of Musical Men   Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “The work is characterized by the so-called Petrushka chord (consisting of C major and F♯ major triads played together), a bitonality device...

Conspiracy Theories and Pop Psychology

Conspiracy Theories and Pop Psychology The history we avoid is what comes back. A son abhors obsessions in his dad And then becomes a monomaniac. A daughter who found mother’s ways too sad Drives daughters of her own to turn out poor In spirit, sozzled drunkards. ...

When Voices are Replaced by Squared Up Bars

When Voices are Replaced by Squared Up Bars A watercolor, or some paintings made Of oils, or photographs in black and white Are all like Cubist art but with truth’s blade, Not brush.  The forms, the shadows, and the light In images of island Greece, are grand...

Compassionless

        Compassionless The radiation that we think about Most often is bright light we see.  The moon And sun embrace each other as they shout Their opera duet, their brilliance strewn Across the nights and days of bowing we Have always done.  The stars have bit parts...

Radioactive Requiems

  Radioactive Requiems Grief, long and slow as radiation from The ancient rocks beneath us, does not fade. Instead it sends out pulses in a thrum Of rays reduced to an angstrom glissade Inside all protons dancing on the stage Expected to exist as long as stars. If...

Rites

             Rites When undertakers take the body, pimp It up to please its final lover, stretch Its limbs to that position while still limp And use mascara and lipstick to etch A long-time disposition for the lips To welcome death, do hands attempt to call Up...

 Their Painted Desert

       Their Painted Desert Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem They wait. They wait beneath.  They wait below Us, we who live.  Some wait in mud like Peat Men sacrificed for long lost reasons.  Woe Is far...

A Strangely Shaped Medieval Codex

A Strangely Shaped Medieval Codex His mind is like a sky-shaped border on The upper arc inside a vellum book, A circle-shaped one with a scene of dawn Enclosed within it like a sidereal hook, A scene aurora-like but from a monkish mind Producing manuscripts with hues...

Presumption

           Presumption Who teaches us what love is, what it means? Who?  No one.  Many try, but none of them Succeeds.  Some say it’s like quick benzedrines Without inhalers needed.  Bethlehem Is touted as another meaning of This principle or feeling—whatever....

The Voice

                             The Voice Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem 1 Kings 19:11-12 And he said, Go forth, and stand upon the mount before the LORD. And, behold, the LORD passed by, and a great and...

Orpheus, Once Torn Limb from Sturdy Limb

Orpheus, Once Torn Limb from Sturdy Limb Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem ……….                                                               Orphée by Raoul Dufy Long after he was...

Orpheus Died Several Times and Could not Save Himself

Orpheus Died Several Times and Could not Save Himself Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Intent is feeble like a hyacinth In rocks along a mountain path where feet Can crush.  Intent is not a marble...

Esthetic Wistfulness as Obscenity

Esthetic Wistfulness as Obscenity “The two greatest poems of western man are still, in many eyes, the two oldest.  And the grace and sanity of Greece are not so common in the modern world that we can afford to forget them.” ~ F. L. Lucas in Greek Poetry Does ancient...

Coldblooded Aegean

     Coldblooded Aegean “The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked: who can know it?”  Jeremiah 17:9 “ ‘Why did the whole Greek world exult over the combat scenes in the Iliad?’ asks Friedrich Nietzsche.  We modern readers do not even...

Ancient Art

               Ancient Art Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse “the ancients had  not that conception of beauty separated from goodness which forms the basis and aim of aesthetics in our time” ~ Leo Tolstoy A moral pillar rises from...

That Other Universe and Sublimated Mercury

That Other Universe and Sublimated Mercury Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Telepathy with realms beyond, beyond, Beyond, which understand blank secret deaths Made up of see through hieroglyphs and...