Roberto

Roberto

                   Roberto Far, far in Costa Rica, far away My friend reads sonnets/villanelles by me. He reads so closely what these poems say That, apprehending, he reveals that he Reads deeply like a CT scan, or like An X-ray — or electron microscopes. If lines...

Absolute Whole

          Absolute Whole Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Illusion and Enlightenment are one. Illusion and Enlightenment are two. Both dream and firefly fluttering each shun Full grasp, but floating,...

Joy in Sameness, Difference, Acetyline Smokelessness

Joy in Sameness, Difference, Acetyline Smokelessness Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The poetries of life, the poetries In life (if such things do exist) remain Forever, even, much the same.  Degrees Of...

Farther Than an Undetected Star, but . . .

Farther Than an Undetected Star, but . . . Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  We know that nothing can be further from Us, further than the past.  The past is gone Much farther than orations from the dumb....

Paradox of Coleridge’s Liberty

Paradox of Coleridge’s Liberty “the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man                                    Down to a sunless sea.” ~Coleridge, “Kubla Khan” “Art submits itself to law in order that freedom may be brought out by contrast.” ~...

Psittacines Epiphany

             Psittacines Epiphany Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemp orar Doug Janson, Wikicommons Truth finds itself, if found, in one small patch Of fur or feathers.  God or Zen resides In one small creature.  Faiths attempt to scratch...

With the Blessing of Patriarch Kirill

    With the Blessing of Patriarch Kirill Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Sounds strike together.  Sirens send their screams To shrill their way beside, around and through The mothers and their children...

Shade

                       Shade The quiet, silent things send echoes through Each other.  Rosebush leaves above the tom That naps beneath them are more quiet, strew Their silence down, reverberating calm On nearly silent breathing through his two Pink nostrils held by...

Some Things Seem Eternal in Palestine

Some Things Seem Eternal in Palestine Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The melding rests here drying in the sun. The mix has cinnamon and cloves thrown in Among the pink and purple petals.  Spun Among them...

Clarity and Mist in an October Morning

Clarity and Mist in an October Morning Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  When autumn comes, we cannot be alone. The scarlet, orange, yellow gold and green Of leaves reach out, refuse to let chest moan, And...

“The mind is its own place”

   “The mind is its own place”     ~ Paradise Lost, Book I, Lines 221-270, John Milton The mind creates its own space/time inside A rumpled space in skulls.  The gravity In that dimension grows as long and wide As heaven and hell to hold depravity Of atom bombs and...

Heroic

                        Heroic   The autumn brings the woods to life at last, The life of splendor made of God and light, The light and colors dreamed of though more vast Than men imagine even in a rite Of Orthodox and patriarchal sheen Of silk, embroidery.  The...

Noxymoron

                    Noxymoron The paradox of New Year’s midnight Eves Is ever new and ever old because The endless carries on.  The moment cleaves The past from present in unchanging laws And also causes pasts and presents to Cleave hard together changelessly the...

The Indian Tribes Never Imagined Apollo and Artemis

The Indian Tribes Never Imagined Apollo and Artemis The dry dune grass that grows along this beach, Brevard’s broad beaches, waves in salt-wind breeze Like gods with brush wind movements as they reach To dream of sky.  They dream of shores on seas, On distant...

Stone-crafted Cyphers of Fact

Stone-crafted Cyphers of Fact   The earliest of flowers of course were doomed As flowers have always been and always will Be, destined for their petal deaths, each groomed By drought, or flood, or mold.  They wait until A fire comes by and kills them, butterflies As...

“Proud as the evening sky”

    “Proud as the evening sky” Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem  While fading on the breeze of thought from one Lost memory to yet another lost, From time before our sleeping, lost or won, A notion...

Verlaine, Rimbaud, Lucien Létinois

Verlaine, Rimbaud, Lucien Létinois Verlaine’s emotions are too distant, far Removed and cleft from violets of verse He filled French veins with, each line a devoir Of sorrow, since his feelings were as terse As AK-47 rounds.  His lines Were written out like blade...

Cherubim Etched in Gilding

    Cherubim Etched in Gilding   Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Back then world was filled with gold, gold skies. The angels’ wings were tiny, but they flew. Two cherubim in gold attract our...

Creation

                            Creation Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The universe that wasn’t . . . just . . . got . . . bored. It yawned and burped out big time.  From the yawn And belch...

Bleu, Blue, and Black:   A Sonnet Sequence

                              Bleu, Blue, and Black:                                    A Sonnet Sequence   Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem WARNING:  Some of the sonnets in this sequence may be very...

“Tarry,” is Spring’s Command

     “Tarry,” is Spring’s Command Watch therefore, for ye know neither the day nor the hour wherein the Son of man cometh.  Matthew 25:13 Yet if we grieve, the spring that blossoms will Not come as wishes quick or slow will leap. The grief of spring will hasten just...

Flowers and Men and Fate

          Flowers and Men and Fate Palled eons hover in the space between Each falling petal, each palled eon called Eternity or death.  These, each one seen As equal, spy themselves as self-same, sprawled Like vileness, black.  Each falling petal floats To vacuum. ...

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...

Not

                                                                    Not “Rodrigo de Jerez and Luis de Torres are the first Europeans to observe smoking. It was on Cuba and Jerez becomes a staunch smoker, bringing the habit back with him to Spain. History of Tobacco in...

Ingredients

                       Ingredients That photo of the man, his little son, And summer sunlight on their cuddling skin Has disappeared.  It was the only one Jill had and most importantly no sin Could be detected in it. But it’s lost. Jill wonders if Ray...

Supreme Longshot(s)

     Supreme L-o-n-g-s-h-o-t-(s) The Father reigns supreme in every way. It’s all a bit uncertain if the Son Came later and is lesser (this sounds gay) But still divine.  And then the other One Is even more ambiguous.  We know This biblically,...

Pitifully Bulging with Restraint

     Pitifully Bulging with Restraint The ancient myths refrain from giving hot Exactness to sex swollen loves.  The gate Of Troy is breached, but Homer leaves out taut Male flesh in ram and slam of lust in spate Between Queen Helen’s legs.  When Zeus rapes up Inside...

Apassianato

                   Apassianato The skylark’s struggle is its fluttering Or so it looks.  The skylark’s flying seems To be a form of airborne stuttering At best upon on the slightest breezy streams Of air, yet even so near halting moves And swoops predict a victory...

Singing Sacred Ones

                     Singing Sacred Ones When things become invisible, they turn To something like the Holy Ghost.  They might Come back like torching tongues of fire to burn Above apostles’ hair, or come at night Like floating space ships filled with promise, hope,...

Distance is Prophecy

                                      Distance is Prophecy Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The distance is attached to futures or A future. In the watercolour scene The distance and the future both...

Changed, Remained, Unaltered

       Changed, Remained, Unaltered A midday moon high up above a bird That sings from nowhere, everywhere, will soon Become a paleness in the blue, half slurred In slighter blue of evening’s later sky. That afternoon another songbird tied The time between the noon...

Penumbra around the Male Heart

Penumbra around the Male Heart Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The father picks it up, the doll, and grins. He thinks of her, his daughter. She will love It, he decides.  His happy moment spins Around...

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...

Perspective

              Perspective Without perspective we can live in white Infinity, far longer than the space In Leonardo. Chinese painters’ sight Swerves larger like an Orthodox choir’s bass In search of certain formlessness.  Their blanks Loom almost misty like...

Haiku Paradox

       Haiku Paradox The Korean boat does Not pause.  Sails cause it to pass, But where in this haze? ~ Buson Forking into mist A stream on the moor is vague And clear, both, at once. ~ Shirao An odd boat, foreign in its shape, slips past, Korean in its shape and...

The Cosmic Certainty is Propulsion

The Cosmic Certainty is Propulsion A double nature of the universe: All parts of it endeavor to remain the same And every part aspires to be a nurse To its demise.  This dual colored aim (Or aims that strive as one) is like a spring That yearns to be a spring forever...

Might

                  Might Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem In real man Greece the reason for the male Grown up in masculinity to be The one to be allowed to vote and rail Against opponents in a vote was...

Lovers of the Past

          Lovers of the Past Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The lovers of the past have disappeared, Not just the famous ones from centuries gone, But also those from history so smeared With myth...

Disclosure of Might in Slackness

Disclosure of Might in Slackness “The tree manifests the bodily power of the wind; The wave exhibits the spiritual nature of the moon.” The tree is strong but not quite strong enough. Its lack of strength unveils the power of wind. This tree thus weak reveals that...

Galumphing Patriotism

      Galumphing Patriotism The worst of patriotic people’s verse Is halting lineage of “The Midnight Ride of Paul Revere.”  Two lanterns would disperse (Or one) the orders that were set to guide The rider.  Lucklessly, no one offered Such guidance to the poet.  He...

There to Efface Himself in Ecstasy

There to Efface Himself in Ecstasy Religious? There to efface himself in Ecstasy he flailed about.  Yes, he tried Cocaine at first and, lolling in that sin, He won election victory as he fried His brain that way.  Of course he used plain Ole dope as well but somehow...

Wakes and Contrails

          Wakes and Contrails Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem                                                 Away, Far, far behind, is all that they can say. ~ Arthur Hugh Clough, “Where Lies...

Perfect Paradoxes, October’s Oxymorons

Perfect Paradoxes, October’s Oxymorons The point of fall is melancholy joy. The oranges, yellows, and the reds are breaths Of autumn but in parallel destroy. Their bright solemnity a trillion deaths Entails.  The oranges are calmly rife With gorgeouness of gloom. ...

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...

Carving Out the Measure of Devotion

Carving Out the Measure of Devotion Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem You hardly know the truth of passion till You put it in the context of its doom. It seems as hot as sun spots or the spill Of lava...

Le crème

                 Le crème The mouth would speak.  The poem disappears. The heart desires to love.  Sweat fades away, Though.  Passion lasts for moments, not for years. He sits alone, Parisian café Amour around him where he used to sit With more than newsprint words. ...

Exquisite Conflation

           Exquisite Conflation Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The peony, extravagant in red Vermilion pigment dug from underground, Is so extreme it is as if it bled, This flower, from hell and...

Peony and Fulfillment

Peony and Fulfillment Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem No man has ever done a thing as lush As this.  The stamens and the pistil of The peony rave out.  The yellows gush Among the petals like the...

Viral Riddance

              Viral Riddance Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Who says that emptiness is wrong?  Not those Who hate humanity, the women, men, And screaming brats.  Di Chirico may pose The eeriness of...

Devotion

                                 Devotion Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem A fictive leaf of ink, or paint, or gilt On vellum is perfection brushed there small But large in love of utterness.  The...

The Prophet Addresses Bagoas

The Prophet Addresses Bagoas Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Your heart will be volcano-like with force And lava.  You will be the lightning bolt That he has always wanted, you the horse And he your...

The Specifications of a Dream

The Specifications of a Dream You know the list.  It specifies the smell Of hope and fragrance of your long lost love, The scent of it in bed and thrusting swell Of pillowed lust.  The list contains the shove Of fleshy colored passion and the taste, The scarlet taste,...

They Never Slumber nor Sleep

They Never Slumber nor Sleep The reason icons break but still remain At crooked angles over slopes and cracks In eon landscapes is to entertain Their sacred irises.  Greek mountains tracks Show off to icons ancient splits pronounced By earthquakes forty thousand times...

Wedded Love vs. Armpit Stench

Wedded Love vs. Armpit Stench Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Romances sans Paroles (by Verlaine) has a “consistently high standard … and reflects his troubled emotional state over the rupture...

LONG YEARS

           LONG YEARS Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem “You can be free only with me, and I swear to you I will behave in the future.  I am sorry for my part in the wrong.  My mind is clear at last. ...

Éclats de Neige

               Éclats de Neige Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem “éclats de neige”~ Arthur Rimbaud, Illuminations Paul often thought a boy has splinters in His eyes, his irises, his pupils, light...

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...

Hissing

                    Hissing “skin redolent with unspoken kisses” ~ Jaime Mathis, It Rises and Falls   “Never let a fool kiss you and never let a kiss fool you.” A kiss, if spoken or unspoken, smells Of nothing.  Kisses touching skin or lips, Those kisses licking...

Prime Poet

              Prime Poet “Again Sarpedon’s bright spear missed, the blade passing over Patroclus’ left shoulder, leaving the man unscathed. But Patroclus hurled his bronze, in turn, and the spear sped from his hand and not in vain, striking Sarpedon where the ribs...

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...

Metaphysical Meteorology

 Metaphysical Meteorology The dead surround us like a Northern Lights Display above blue waters, seas as blue As Patroclus’s eyes in tented nights Beside Achilles making love as new And strong as sapphire blades, above the green Of greenest waters, greener than the...

Beside the Thousand Ships

  Beside the Thousand Ships There once were times when men could hold large pride In having sons who had as lovers men That gods could hate and love — and take their side In gut-strewn battle.  Fathers nodded when Their sons retired to tents and to the love Of those...

Two Men in Love in Death

              Two Men in Love in Death Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “Hector dies, and when at last in Book XXIV his corpse is recovered, it is laid out and Andromache holds Hector’s head in her lap,...

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...

To the King of Greece

    To the King of Greece The past attempts to speak.  It tries to talk With words and other ruined things like stones That lie in heaps or carved acanthus stalk Of leaves in marble.  Sometimes vellum tones Come up from opened scrolls.  Occasionally Our history gives...

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...

The Silliness of Men

   The Silliness of Men “He ran naked to the supposed site of Achilles’ tomb at Troy, while his male lover, Hephaestion, crowned the tomb of Achilles’ beloved Patroclus.” ~ Robin Lane Fox, The Classical World:  an Epic History from Homer to Hadrian Forget about the...

Piéria

                 Piéria Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “the Muses’ ancient home between the roots of Olympus and the sea; to where ‘Pēneus rolls his fountains Against the morning star’.” ~ F. L....

Gay Love as Paradox

     Gay Love as Paradox Love, who is wisdom’s pupil gay ~ Euripides Euripides goes on to say that love Leads on to virtue, often.  Note that one Word,: “often,” though, for love is not above Dementing men with rot-like passion.  Stun Them, that is what love does,...

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...

Instinct and Alexander the Hateful

Instinct and Alexander the Hateful Achilles, after many years of war, And after losing Patroklus to death, Reacted vilely, more like smelly whore Than man of Greek-sky principles.  Blue death And anguish overwhelming him like sea Wave, catastrophic, made by monsters,...

Centuries and Utterness Separate Them

Centuries and Utterness Separate Them Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse Salonika, where Paul and Xerxes stood, Affords a long Aegean view across To Mount Olympus.  One took on his hood Of holiness and one took on a loss Staggering in...

Talleyrand by François Gérard

Talleyrand by François Gérard:  a Crippled Sonnet ……………~ commonswikimedia.org He isn’t looking quite askance at us From oils and frame.  The gilt surrounding trim, The mouldings, desk, rectangle-rimmed canvas) Are as close as...

Pifferari at Eton

          Pifferari at Eton “Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.” The young mind loves to wander.  Even though It lives at Eton, it will fly to Rome, The Rome of Christmastime. His fancies flow: The boy would wonder at this spire, that dome, And...

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...

7/8

                 7/8 II suggest you read this sonnet in tandem with “Prime,” one of the sonnets in the sonnet sequence about Parry in the general Encyclopedia Sonnetica.] “Jerusalem” and “I was glad” have made Us think of him as if he were no more Than...

Inklings

                 Inklings “We hear of his composing chants and hymn-tunes when he was about eight”. Groves Dictionary of Music and Musicians (1928), 55 Some chants and melodies for hymns at eight Gave childhood hints, yet first among the strong To forge him...

Holy Innocence

            Holy Innocence We wonder if the organist who spelled Out basic counterpoint and how to write Down harmony knew that this later swelled To eight-part glory in a music bright As heaven’s capital with streets of gold And gem foundations. Highnam’s Edward...

Early Sprinkling by Samuel Sebastian Wesley

Early Sprinkling by Samuel Sebastian Wesley From Twyford deeper waters start to flow. At least that is the place where Wesley poured The priming of the well.  The master’s glow Went down into the learner’s core.  The chord Struck then could not be banished by the will...

The Music Historian

     The Music Historian “Johann Sebastian Bach: the Story of the Development of a Great Personality (1909), [was] rated by The Times as his most important book” ~ Wikipedia Nobility and grandeur at the height Of music, that is what the boy was taught By Wesley. ...

Harmony in Horticulture

   Harmony in Horticulture So chants and hymn tunes seem to be his first Attempts and one, an LM tune, was for The Church of England hymnal.  This young burst Of writing, this foundation made the soar To heights his possibility.  From these, These simple seeds, his...

Revising Early Compositions at the Age of Seventeen, Eton

Revising Early Compositions at the Age of Seventeen, Eton In 1865 at seventeen The Eton schoolboy cast his eyes back through His early compositions.  With their sheen Of amateurishness he held the view That they should be revised or put away. Imagine being so advanced...

Forced Freedom

          Forced Freedom Emily Daymond surveys the Eton schoolboy’s self-assessment of his music while a teenager reacting partly to his composition teacher giving him only fugue and canon assignments. At Eton Hubert’s music was addressed By him in daily entries in...

Intellectualized Emotion

  Intellectualized Emotion   The young Parry put into his jottings that his favourite among them all was “my grand fugue in G major with three (own) subjects.”   “A man’s reach should exceed his grasp.” ~ Robert Browning He kept on writing at the tough one though,...

Greatness Rises

         Greatness Rises On February 22 the grand Fugue rose from all the instrument the first Time.  Strength, complexity and subjects fanned Out through the air.  The young man’s music burst Out from mere theory and ink when played By Dr Elvey.  Augmentation...

A Canon “Written in School” — in a Geometry Lesson?

A Canon “Written in School”    —in a Geometry Lesson? His later comment on his childhood work Remarks on one of these, a canon, that It was “Written in School.”  Did he shirk His classroom duties, hiding where he sat Behind the others doing problems from A lesson...

“and goes on thus contentedly to the end”

“and goes on thus contentedly to the end” He learned to change a canon’s form when need Required a shift. He might repeat a tune Two measures later underneath the seed He planted.  Still, if that did not commune When he went on in combination, he Would then commit the...

Heart Trouble

           Heart Trouble Where does music come from?  Does it come from Heart wounds?  No.  Music is at first derived From minds.  It offers mathematics’ thrum For ears.  At Eton teenage Parry thrived On music and on sport in spite of heart Disease becoming palpable. ...

The Pergola of Composition

  The Pergola of Composition “There is also a setting of Horace’s Ode ‘Persicos odi puer apparatus,’ for A.T.B.B. ‘written in school [Eton College] , February 22, 1865’ ”. ~ Emily Daymond, 77 As strange as ancient Persia might have seemed To sixteen-year-old Parry...

With a Pretty Ding, Dong, Bell

With a Pretty Ding, Dong, Bell “This has a very pretty madrigalian ‘Ding, dong, bell’ ending.” ~ Emily Daymond, 77 At 15 Hubert tried his hand at straight Poetic madrigal, a Shakespeare song, In “Tell Me, Where is Fancy Bred?”  The gate Of fancy is our eyes and where...

O Head Full of Blood and Wounds

O Head Full of Blood and Wounds Before his fourteenth year the boy wrote down A melody like Bach’s “O Haupt voll Blut Und Wunden,” but the sixth note did not frown. Instead it mounted up.   It took a route More positive.  Prophetic nearly, one Might say, when looking...

Prime

                Prime [I suggest you read this poem in tandem with the sonnet called “7/8” in the general Encyclopedia Sonnetica.] The first real piece by Parry, or the one He called his first, reveals through notes his clear And sweet imagination.  He has...