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A Twenty-eight Year Old Baker Boy

      A Twenty-eight Year Old Baker Boy Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  We go to evensong and never think Of Tankerfield, not once.  The anthems rise More jasmine-like than incense — not the stink Of...

 Laotse and Chuangtse

            Laotse and Chuangtse All nature palpitates with life, more true When life has died.  Philosophy might try To be as true.  Religions have their pew In nature’s temples, roofs a higher sky In thought and feeling.  Mind’s mysticisms Fail, though, when man’s...

The Flimsiness of Letters

     The Flimsiness of Letters   “All the little emptiness of love!” ~ Rupert Brooke   What kind of letters?  Letters in a clay Configuration, cuneiform shapes gone For thousands of declines in their array In sunsets, twilights and each hopeless dawn Were letters that...

  Tahitian Light and Dark

     Tahitian Light and Dark They called him “Purpure” because his hair Shone light instead of black like theirs.  It shone Of poetry, perhaps, or maybe flair Of charm. Their combination might atone For many sins and signally his spell Translated clearly in their...

There’s Lucky and There’s Lucky

          There’s Lucky and There’s Lucky A girl with eyes involved with awe, and stroll Of goddesses, and heart that angels knew Who sang with Gabriel, would have a soul To offer to a poet.  She might view Him as a blond and blue-eyed rhyming knight Descended from...

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,...

There’s Poetry and Then There’s Poetry

There’s Poetry and Then There’s Poetry “There are three good things in this world. One is to read poetry, another is to write poetry, and the best of all is to live poetry.” ~ Rupert Brooke. The schoolboy grown to be a poet found Intensest poetry inside the holes Of...

Taatamata and Denham Russell-Smith

Taatamata and Denham Russell-Smith The evidence, it seems, implies that stuff With women caused him greatest grief, except For Taatamata.  Mother was enough To force him to desire control.  She kept Him on the tightest lead as best she might And love for Ka produced a...

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...

Boys, Even the Poets, Become Men

     Boys, Even the Poets, Become Men When boys at school grow up, they go away And do the stupid things that boy-men do. They go do bed with women, or if gay, The boys make love while using cum as glue With other men, and if they’re young enough, These other males,...

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 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...

French Leave Piloting to Sorrow

French Leave Piloting to Sorrow   Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Charles Randall Joseph Taulelle BIRTH 15 Sep 1934 DEATH 17 Nov 1959 (aged 25) BURIAL Arlington National Cemetery Arlington, Arlington...

A Prophetess’s Eyes

          A Prophetess’s Eyes For Charles Randall Stanfield Her eyes were deep clairvoyant blue but streaked With selfishness, a kind of hate, that stabbed The hearts around her.  They were like the beaked Face eagles have when talons have just grabbed Their victims. ...

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. ...

Taironan Troy

                        Taironan Troy    See  “Mucho más que libros,” Semana, 4 June 2001, Bogatá “At the time of the conquest, the Tairona had different cultural practices than Modern Native American populations.  Ethnographic sources highlight freedom to...

Young Talleyrand

         Young Talleyrand ……………… Now I ask you, who could judge, just looking At ce gosse of sixteen, what kind of trick-  [ce gosse=this kid] ster he’d become?  Front of Jove, no hooking Nose, a lawn cravat (only its white...

Victor

                 Victor     “and he limped like the devil himself”— Victor Hugo This spitefulness arises in a man When meeting someone larger than himself, When he encounters someone greater than His own capacities; makes him an elf— Or Quasimodo—in comparison,...

Trinkets

                        Trinkets The atheistic Charles de Talleyrand Had all the little perquisites a man Could hope for (with the exception of brawn In leg).  Whatever his luck didn’t span, The women in his life took action to Correct.  The Countess de Brionne...

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...

Talleyrand & Gouveneur Morris Crippled Twinning

Talleyrand & Gouveneur Morris Crippled Twinning “Your character is such that you destroy Unhappiness much faster than can fate Create its sadnesses,” said Monstesquiou To Adelaïde, who had the lovely trait Of being charming Countess de Flahaut— Which meant that...

Talleyrand and duc di Biron

[The following sonnet may offend some readers.  Do not read it if you think you may be offended.] Talleyrand and duc di Biron These two engaged in a competition With long dead Baron Byron–the French lords T and Duc de Biron .  The ambition Was for them to strike...

Preincarnation:  Rear Regard Action

[The following sonnet may offend some readers.  Do not read it if you think you may be offended.]          Preincarnation:     Rear Regard Action* Talleyrand said, “Love is a reality in the domain of the imagination.” “Celui qui n’a pas vécu au dix-huitième si...

Message to Minister Talleyrand

[The following sonnet may offend some readers.  Do not read it if you think you may be offended.] Message to Minister Talleyrand What must it be like, this having no friends? I guess it would be pretty much all right If ladies’ offerings, their bottom ends,...

July 14, 1790

                 July 14, 1790 The rain slopped on le Champ de Mars so hard It was as if the air had disappeared. For this great morn the bishop gave up card- And dicing-table addiction.  Revered By no one as a priest, lame Talleyrand Approached the Mass in front of...

French Cuisine

               French Cuisine There’s nowt like sour grapes to put men’s teeth On bitchy edge and that would do a lot To clear up why Talleyrand was beneath The others in the heap.  He was warm snot– Or worse—to those he bested, if it’s right To use a word...

Feline Thoughts on Pedigree

Feline Thoughts on Pedigree The English, as usual not nonplussed By foreign aristocracy, impressed No, not at all by noble, upper crust, Unbishoped Talleyrand, were not hard pressed To sneer at Duc de Biron.  After all, Detesting frog and wog, Brits would snigger At...

Arctictis binturong

Arctictis binturong Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem By TassiloRau, CC BY-SA 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=207524 Confusingly Arctictis binturong Is called a bear and also called...

Beautiful Beyond Your Lips

Beautiful Beyond Your Lips Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem An apple high above, up on a limb Where dawn can see it earlier than you Will ever know, awaits. The tree may brim With other fruit but still...

Pathetic Skin, Flesh, “Brain”

Pathetic Skin, Flesh, “Brain” Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Today already, twice, I’ve seen two pics Of tattoos with dickhead spelling mistakes. One says . . . “Musle Healing.” The dopy dicks Who...

Cleopatras

          Cleopatras Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The Queen of Egypt, Cleopatra, won The love of Roman rulers. Mythic in Her force to ravish first the older one And then seduce the younger man,...

Paired Sonnets: Madame de la Châtre, Ally of the Duc d’Orleans

   Madame de la Châtre, Ally of the Duc d’Orleans “Her virtue wasn’t of the sort that men Found depressing.”  In the oil portrait by Vigée Le Brun no hint of Magdalene The sinner smears the oils.  No winking, sly Insinuation that madame was like The bishop of Autun,...

Chenille

                          Chenille On trips to Georgia mother bought chenille. Swirling counterpanes, curves of peacock tails, Are what come back to me.  The ground was “real Bright blue.”  She meant enough like neon, trails Of darker cotton fur for spread-tail sweeps...

Victor

               Victor     “and he limped like the devil himself” ~ Victor Hugo This spitefulness arises in a man When meeting someone larger than himself, When he encounters someone greater than His own capacities; makes him an elf— Or Quasimodo—in comparison, But...

Ephemeral Tattoo

             Ephemeral Tattoo “Monsieur Dechartre,” asked Prince Albertinelli, “how do you think a mauve waist studded with silver flowers would become Miss Bell?” “I think,” said Choulette, “so little of a terrestrial future,...

  “I Shall Surround You”

  “I Shall Surround You” 0             Mirabeau, Wikipedia “I shall surround you with a vicious ring The likes of which you’ve never seen,” his friend, Mirabeau, yelled at Talleyrand.  The sting Was bent and turned around, though, in the...

Talleyrand & Gouverneur Morris

Talleyrand & Gouverneur Morris 0      “Your character is such that you undo Unhappiness much faster than can fate Create its sadnesses,” said Monstesquiou To Adelaïde, who had the lovely trait Of being charming Countess de Flahaut— Which meant that she...

Talleyrand and de Biron

Talleyrand and de Biron Lord Byron 0 These two engaged in a competition With long dead Baron Byron—those French lords T. and Duc de Biron .  The ambition Was for them to strike more holes with their swords Than George did; these later playboys between Them would heat...

To Represent Autun in the Estates-General of 1789

   To Represent Autun in the Estates-General             of 1789 The disappointed prelate whipped up wine Selections and the best cuisine to set Before the people of Autun to dine On at the bishop’s table.   Out to get The power he wanted, he put suavest cloths...

July 14, 1790

July 14, 1790 The rain slopped on le Champ de Mars so hard It was as if the air had disappeared. For this great morn the bishop gave up card- And dicing-table addiction.  Revered By no one as a priest, lame Talleyrand Approached the Mass in front of King and Queen....

Feline Thoughts on Pedigree

Feline Thoughts on Pedigree The English, as usual not nonplussed By foreign aristocracy, impressed No, not at all by noble, upper crust, Unbishoped Talleyrand, were not hard pressed To sneer at Duc de Biron.  After all, Destesting frog and wog, Brits would snigger At...

Tanagra: the Lady in Blue (Dame en bleu)

Tanagra The Lady in Blue As stiff as any well-dressed Barbie doll This sculpture from the time before the age Of Alexander’s conquering, the small Blue figurine is not so much a gauge Of ancient worship as it is a piece Of beauty, either for a little girl To...