Perfume as Music in Christ’s Ears

Perfume as Music in Christ’s Ears

   Perfume as Music in Christ’s Ears Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  If you could play a sky-time orb, which one Would you pick up?  The moon as tambourine Might fill your night-time, or the midnight sun...

Layers in Dissevered Dimensions

Layers in Dissevered Dimensions   https://na-pulpit.com/zdjecia/mgla-japonski-ogrod-poranek.jpeg   At first he hears the gravel there below Yet fails to feel it, sandals blocking sense Like tastes, cold, missing, when the tongue meets snow. The bitterness of yew in...

Meditation

               Meditation In twilight times the balance in between The beauties of the sweet is tinged with dim Blue homage muting thoughts of sadder sheen. The weight of twilight fills the heart’s wide brim With happiness expressed with darker dreams. A color mild...

Accordingly

              Accordingly The spirit of the peony is spring. The summer finds itself inside a rose. In May the petals, red and pink, both sing A colored fugue in fragrant ratios. The garden wings have gathered.  Great tits leap As through the grandest canyon.  Swooped...

Outside the Painted Cave

  Outside the Painted Cave Before men thought of poetry, they fell In love with paintings on a petal’s tongue. It started ringing in its silent bell So utter they could almost hear it.  Swung From it came colors so much like a song They almost gave men melody, at...

The Music for Saints’ Ears

   The Music for Saints’ Ears The snow is like two perfect music realms. It came in perfect purest notes as flakes All night and now the vision overwhelms. In dark it manifested white as lakes Turned first to ice, then covered with true white. High symphonies first...

Concealment or Revelation

 Concealment or Revelation Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem If minds could play the instruments of mist, Sopranos sing the songs of unheard souls, And treble boys in choirs sing amethyst Magnificats,...

Illuminated

            lluminated Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The secret bird refuses to be known. Its color is a flavor still unnamed, More like a smell than scarlet, a tone, Shennai in voice perhaps.  It...

Wind and Water Cleave and Cleave

Wind and Water Cleave and Cleave Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem .. We know that wind is spirit life.  The wind Is God in symbol, and the angels, too, And demons, angels with God’s demons twinned....

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,...

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...

Playing with Himself and the Piano

Playing with Himself and the Piano Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Infernal Recurrence, more like. That Big Mind locked itself up in the bedroom of His hosts.  A mad philosophical pig, He banged the...

Ancient Greek, Then Church Latin, Symposium, Scriptorium

Ancient Greek, Then Church Latin,         Symposium, Scriptorium Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “Readers of Greek poetry constituted an élite, as in the Middle Ages readers of Latin did.” ~ Michael...

Gentle Hermione

      Gentle Hermione Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Hermione is gentle and supreme, Is gentleness supreme herself.  She spreads Her fragrance like ideals that, floating, stream Above blind Plato’s...

Ancient Attic Porcelain; 80,000 Vases

Ancient Attic Porcelain; 80,000 Vases Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Those pieces made by potters of the Greeks In Attica alone in ancient times Give more than eighty thousand gorgeous peeks For us...

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...

Calculated Haze

              Calculated Haze How modern is the notion that the pen And keyboards on machines should write out clear Communications?  Ancients, writing men, Preferred elastic meanings. Like a wier Their words held back their welling meaning, deep, Or dark, or playful,...

Burdens of Light

          Burdens of Light The silences of country life are more Like shades than sounds.  So quiet that they seem Like pastel tints in watercolors or The light beneath acanthus leaves we dream. Those silences are more like mist at dawn Above a pond than like a lack...