The Pleiades and the Church of the Savior

Dark Lead or Scarlet Glass

      Dark Lead or Scarlet Glass Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The others go around as mopes since stress, Depression, or gray weather makes them think about Gun trigger, feeling they might even press...

All Muddled Up as if a Nightmare, Us

All Muddled Up as if a Nightmare, Us Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  In dreamland you returned to me from death. Because our dreams are strange, strange, strange without Compassion, colorless as Arctic...

Unconcern Separated by the Thickness of Hot Skin

Unconcern Separated by the Thickness of Hot Skin Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Your blood was always free of light for me. You kept your secrets utter in between The women.  Bleeding like a maple tree...

Nō Theatre in Slow and Slower Sadomasochism Motion

Nō Theatre in Slow and Slower Sadomasochism Motion Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  “eternity shows itself in love with the productions of time” ~ R. H. Blyth, Zen and Zen Classics, vol. 5, p.125 Eternity...

Beyond the Veil

             Beyond the Veil Avoiding ghost temptations to go through The curtain made of voile of silk between The living and the other side, to you Where you are, she pretends that heaven’s sheen Surrounds you now.  This helps her camouflage The truth about the man...

Mass Loaded Vinyl Cage

                   Mass Loaded Vinyl Cage Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem          He sings, a member in the burning rungs Of seraphim stacked high around the throne Of passion.  Fizzing, flaming,...

The Force of Dreams

              The Force of Dreams I dreamed of you last night.  I dreamed and dreamed, Yet more, as if there never had been dreams In me till then.  Reality it seemed Had never been reality.  Green dreams Of Eden never could have been like you There in this night of...

“wind, and fire”

                 “wind, and fire” “upon this blasted heath” The wind goes spying through the oak trees.  What It looks for is not known, but surely not A secret hiding place, a nissen hut For raising weed, and surely not a thought I lost one twilight long...

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,...

Internal Medicine

               Internal Medicine Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  And you will say: ‘Love! Love! without your wound being closed. ~ Lorca, “Towards” (Hacia) You strip the skin and flesh first.  Then you...

Longing

 Longing Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  If I believed in ghosts, your ghost would be The one I want to haunt me long and long and long. Your specter would be stretched out.  I would see It.  Only I...

Where Love Is

               Where Love Is Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Men’s love is in their arteries and arms. It pulses through their bodies to the skin Of those men touch.  Men’s love imposes harms Inside...

The Pleiades and the Church of the Savior

The Pleiades and the Church of the Savior Bing Videos When he has died, perfection throbs through all, Not just through him but also through a height Complete, distilled, sublimed.  An Everest tall With peak of ice both see-through and pure white Like heaven’s...

For Charles Randall Stanfield on 71st His Birthday

For Charles Randall Stanfield on 71st His Birthday Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  If suns were smog and smog were suns, if fog Were clean and bright yet suns’ coronas dim Like haar, if deserts’ sun were...

“One Soul in Bodies Twain”

   “One Soul in Bodies Twain”   Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The Seventh Type of Ambiguity ~ William Empson A single photon passes through two slits At once, impossible, yet not quite so. The quantum...

The Female Pheasant’s Handsome Lover

The Female Pheasant’s Handsome Lover Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The Noh fan opens out upon the stage. The female pheasant’s lover is the point. Her attitude to beauty makes her sage: When males are...

Not Holy Enough my Bow

         Not Holy Enough my Bow He gave to me the end of this, a string Of gold.  I tried to make it endless, pure. His love of Heaven’s white hot God might sing Perfection.  Love like that, though, could not cure His sickness.  My affection also could Not heal...

Fragile

               Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “…very witty and intelligent and divinely beautiful….But, alas, very fragile.”  Siegfried Sassoon writing to Henry Festing-Jones...

Tiny or Immense, Who Cares?

Tiny or Immense, Who Cares? Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The hope we need at break of day waits, small, And does not have to be as large as sky And cosmos in the blue, but only tall Enough for each...

E-scrapbooks of Holiness

     E-scrapbooks of Holiness Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The images consulted most are those Of love, well, lovers.  Highest in the search Are photographs where we and lovers pose. Clichés count...

The Opposite of Agnostic Swooning

  The Opposite of Agnostic Swooning The reason God made starlings fly was for Those murmurations.  Nothing else about These birds is worth the trouble.  Swoop and soar In each elastic shape–they leave no doubt That they are Sky Divinity’s broad span, As...

Disaster More Likely than Not

       Disaster More Likely than Not A loved one with catastrophe inside His hair made up of crow-like black of curls, Disaster in the shine of eyes a bride Would die for, semen like the off-white pearls That naughty gods might drip when they forsake The ones that...

Love is Empty, Friendship Dead

Love is Empty, Friendship Dead Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem “Pierrot, a macaroon! I cannot live without a macaroon!” The puppets, dressed in satin, purply, ruffs, And skirts of apple green, cerise...

April, August, Autumn

            April, August, Autumn Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem We both flirt April with each other, you And I, at first.  The clouds, if any, rise In white and seem not tinged except with blue, Perhaps...

Into Deep Water

     Into    Deep      Water Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem In front of Brooke’s veranda stood a dock. This wooden altar offered diving height To deep blue water.  He could interlock With beauty,...

Tropical Heat Meets English Poetry

Tropical Heat Meets English Poetry Together Taatamata and taut Brooke Spread open her vanilla orchid flower. While it was tropic pink, not white, it took His darker flesh invasion and its power. Its power spread open her Tahiti flesh And spread it, thrust it fleshy,...

Trinity’s Anchorite in Gentle Agony

   Trinity’s Anchorite in Gentle Agony James Strachey, lacking goldsmiths’ stunning hair, Sat by his non-gold fire alone inside His Cambridge room and felt the flare Of shrined romance within his ribs.  It dyed His arteries and veins the color of A soul in...

Not Religion but Death

                   Not Religion but Death At first church fame held up his lines to heights Near immortality.  Saint Paul’s robed Dean Had read “The Soldier” in the lectern rites Of Christ’s domed space before the altar screen. It seems that Brooke knew this. ...

Cool as a Thick-haired Cucumber

    Cool as a Thick-haired Cucumber “I have need to busy my heart with quietude.” ~  Rupert Brooke James suffered like a teenybopper lass In love with manufactured pop star guys. He hovered like an altar boy at mass Outside the poet’s rooms.  He hoped his eyes Would...

Big Boy Hunk

                    Big Boy Hunk The Big Boy Hunk that isn’t Rupert Brooke On Skyros is just too, too like the false, False images built up around him, like a crook Has pulled a dirty trick but wants to waltz With you, no matter what.  The Big Boy Hunk Stands towering...

A Hovering Sexual Position

              A Hovering Sexual Position Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The poet, Rupert Brooke, felt trouble with Deciding what his sex position was. He listened to his gay friends’ favorite myth...

After the Storm the Council Chopped Up the Birch

After the Storm the Council Chopped Up the Birch   Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Quite like that birch tree on the nearby green, Chuck stood both tall and slim, and black and white. He leaned a bit...

Ex Nihilo is a Joke

           Ex Nihilo is a Joke Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem “. . .it starts with an empty universe” ~ Stephen Fry, Cosmos, vii An empty universe is paradox. In such a boundless space there’d be no...

Laid Asleep

             Laid Asleep                                 “we are laid asleep       In body, and become a living soul.” ~  William Wordsworth If laid asleep beside each other, we Might find some rest at last.  We never laid In doubled love.  Love’s serendipity Was...

Brown Beauty and Others Left Behind

Brown Beauty and Others Left Behind “more tourist still than soldier” ~ Rupert Brooke America and Canada, their spine Of Rocky Mountains, called across the sea, Their men and women waiting, near supine Already.  Rupert left behind debris Of men and women who had seen...

A Solitary Fire

                   A Solitary Fire In bobby socks the teenyboppers used To sigh or scream about a baritone, Or tenor, or falsetto voice.  Amused, Their objects of desire jived through a zone Of smugness like a phoenix on its pyre. Before these screeching fans, young...

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...

Seek Him

                              Seek Him Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “And turneth the shadow of death into the morning.” When language stumbles, and when things are bound To some eternal silence, yes,...

Smashed by Lightning into the Shenandoah

Smashed by Lightning into the Shenandoah Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Ecclesiastes 9:5 I wonder what he took to death of me. His death was whacking as a lightning strike. Then we were washed away.  It...

The Wealth of Logic and of Knowledge

The Wealth of Logic and of Knowledge  For Brian who has a mathematical mind A wealthy heather robes the royal fields. That purple is presented wide and high On hills. They take the flowering as it wields Its majesty then upward to the sky As Thomas raised theology...

Vanilla Vermont

                  Vanilla Vermont I think the man I loved for many years, A druggie, lost in needles and cocaine, The man who caused so many useless tears, That man called Chuck, would find it quite inane That I am drinking coffee, milky stuff With lots of sweeteners...

Iseut of the White Hands Slick

         Iseut of the White Hands Slick She moves her white hands down to find his dark Disgustingness, exactly what her need Is in this darker moment.  Long, and stark, And thick it promises disgusting seed If she is brave and desperate enough To take it everywhere...

God’s Hard Bolt

                      God’s Hard Bolt Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Since Charles has crossed the mountain, now he will Not see the cherry blossoms in the spring. He took me to the Mall but now the...

The One is Always First: Einstein’s Theory of Time

   The One is Always First:   Einstein’s Theory of Time Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The man who once was seen and now cannot Be seen is one.  He never will be seen Again and yet he still is there. ...

Cleaving on an Island

         Cleaving on an Island Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The house on Merritt Island stood alone On sand.  No doubt the sand had sandspurs set Among the weeds.  Like a ramshackle throne It ruled...

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...

No Hypocrisy or Self-deceiving in Esthetics

No Hypocrisy or Self-deceiving in             Esthetics Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem When Jesus speaks, the monasteries chant And convents count their beads.  On Georgia’s roads His words are...

Dixieland Death in the Shenandoah

Dixieland Death in the Shenandoah I sleep each night with Charles in my bed. Not quite the whole of Charles’, but his hair Lies underneath my pillow near my head And not so near my heart.  A sad affair You might well think, and that is true, except A beauty lingers...

The Data of Beauty

            The Data of Beauty Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem I met Miss Universe when I was just A boy of seventeen.  I’ve never quite Recovered from that moment.  I was thrust By accident to grasp...

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...

What the Pharaohs Commanded in Looking Glasses

What the Pharaohs Commanded in Looking Glasses Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem He lives inside the past.  Back then he filled A tiny room, but now it glows.  The walls Are echoed glass.  My spinal...

As Thermonuclear as Sodom

As Thermonuclear as Sodom Miraculously  clouds of that hot sort That swirled around us, you and me, embraced Us.  Arms like these do not allow retort. They hug as hot as those Elijah’s raced To heaven suffered.  Yet then unlike those Our clouds held us together all...

English Trees in Innocence

 English Trees in Innocence For Charles Randall Stanfield The broad-limbed trees of perished English years And centuries are witnesses to realms Long gone.  A duke or princess disappears While tallest peerages, the oaks and elms, Continue in their reign.  They spread...

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...

24-carat Dreamscape

24-carat Dreamscape Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem When dining off gold plates, I think of you, Yes, not of Greek ambassadors around The tables of the Persian court.  Peru Might spring to mind where...

Prophecy from the Future

       Prophecy from the Future Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem You flew, the prophecy the future sent To me.  You levitated up above My present and my past.  My space/time bent Around you.  This is...

The Brief Gate into Ecstasy

     The Brief Gate into Ecstasy Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem He raised his hands and wrists to Christ and all The world was changed.  The evening worship paused As if no God existed.  I, like...

Sovereign Keats

               Sovereign Keats Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem To bear all naked truths, And to envisage circumstance, all calm: That is the top of sovereignty. Hyperion II 203 To accept all With...

Righteous Believers Stop their Ears

Righteous Believers Stop their Ears When Stephen, dragged for stoning, knelt at last, The Middle Eastern mob predicted our Times.  Vicious truths lived, brutal, in the past And live outrageously.  Their hour Is near, unending in that hateful realm. This hatred...

The Novelist at the Supermarket Till

The Novelist at the Supermarket Till Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem He looks through men and women and he sees Them not just outwardly but sees inside Them like a CT scan.  His heart can tweeze Out...

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...

Recollections

                Recollections Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Dawn comes and wakens up inside my core The reminiscences that sleep inside The past, that sleep there, stowed subconscious lore That...

It’s May! It’s May! The Month of “Yes, You May”

It’s May! It’s May! The Month of “Yes, You May” Traditions here are moss grown, very green And healthy.  Ordered ways have not gone down. The white dressed cricket teams can still be seen Though players’ skins may well be black or brown As maybe distant centuries...

The Tonic of Thought from Marcus Aurelius Antoninus

The Tonic of Thought from Marcus Aurelius Antoninus Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Not all of thought is good, but thinking heals, Or offers therapy.  The thinkers past Give guidance in their...

A True Love

                 A True Love Will you be tracing the scars on the fair Skin? (Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme…)  Will You rub limbs (herbals to cure)?  Black curls, hair, And strongness of nostrils—now you must spill Like blood the therapies.  Resurrection...

The Christian Tree Surgeon

The Christian Tree Surgeon The disappearance of a man who loved The trees he killed is life contained in brief. Hiked up among the limbs he chopped and, gloved To save his hands, he felt a smallish grief In sawing through to death.  He sometimes fell And suffered...

What Matters

                   What Matters Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Orgasm by ahermin on DeviantArt He said he loved.  (At least that’s what she thought.) So much was going on inside her head That maybe...

Walking with Another Man in a Street of Athens

Walking with Another Man in a Street of Athens Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem He bought her earrings, rings in rings in rings Around a sphere, the whole arrangement made Of tempered steel.  Well...

The Trappings of Romance

  The Trappings of Romance He’d clamped his lips together both to halt His making shouts—and calling out that name. He knew that theirs had been a wild assault Against his nature.  It had been his shame. The yellow hair that clung about the head Was stylish in the...

Inspiration

                  Inspiration Our days and nights are blind like Homer, blind And seeing, deep and wide, but still inept. Time carries us through life but like a mind Confused through madness.  Life remains adept At fraud, poetically and just with scales Upon its...

Fabulous

                   Fabulous Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The ancient Japanese sword-makers bent Bent, coaxed their steel, more thousands of plies, than Rehearsing swordsmen slashed their blades. ...

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...

Conjurors versus Christians

   Conjurors versus Christians The caves are sacred everywhere.  Their dark Prepares us for epiphanies, obscure Pronouncements, and a sibilant remark Wrapped up in mystery.  The caves immure The unimagined as on painted walls. The buoyant deer and horses floating...

Lost Legends Long Before the Vedas and the Iliad

Lost Legends Long Before the Vedas and the Iliad Go far enough in time and all becomes Strict mists and stone.  Fire circles heard the tales So long forgotten now that tribal drums Are recent evolutions, compared.  Trails Do not exist to take us back to spells And...

À La Recherche du Temps Perdu

À La Recherche du Temps Perdu That beauty comes again from time lost, strong As muscles on the shoulder, thigh, in arm, And struggling heart.  The beauty comes in long Nights filled with strangled thrust and with love’s harm. That face appears again with fatal hair...

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...

Arms, Shoulders, Legs

         Arms, Shoulders, Legs Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Your dancing causes clouds to form around Your dreams.  These clouds are far more solid than The dreams, except the nightmares.  Clouds...

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...

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...

Frozen Heaven and Hot Hues Hell

Frozen Heaven and Hot Hues Hell Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem When I am dead, my secrets will be turned To frost up on a pane, up in the New Jerusalem, or maybe will be burned In stained glass down...

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...

Black and White

            Black and White He had black hair in hexing curls, so nth That they caused cursing in the heavens.  She Held up a fan, white, silk.  These caused a length Of mesmerizing love.  These colors, free Of him or her, would register as nought. Because of...

How Men Feel about Women

   How Men Feel about Women Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem We feel that they are hostesses.  That’s best. That’s how they are at best.  They have long hair (At best) but short will do.  We like the...

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...

Occult Forces

       Occult Forces Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Blue bioluminescent gardens guide Credit: Kris Williams To shore some birds which otherwise might die. The currents and the winds make creatures...

Dagger-like and Sword-like Will Notwithstanding

Dagger-like and Sword-like Will Notwithstanding The tears do not comply with lines in skin. They course along outside the ditches, rude Though silent in belligerence.  These thin Trails cannot hold the pain when it is skewed Away from tracks that time has dug. ...

Antarctic Odds

          Antarctic Odds The man I love . . .   I carry weight along Horizons for his heart.  The burdens are Not heavy and they are.  A book with song, And song, and song I clutch to me as far As strides will go.  The songs and book stretch out As if through snow,...