Classic Roman Marble Walls are Not Poetry.  Monet Water Lilies Framed upon Them Are Not Poetry.  Poetry is Made to Spill.  Soul is Never Still. and  Art May Be Degraded But Is Not Defeated or Transient:  paired sonnets

Classic Roman Marble Walls are Not Poetry.  Monet Water Lilies Framed upon Them Are Not Poetry.  Poetry is Made to Spill.  Soul is Never Still. and  Art May Be Degraded But Is Not Defeated or Transient:  paired sonnets

Classic Roman Marble Walls are Not Poetry.  Monet Water Lilies Framed upon Them Are Not Poetry.  Poetry is Made to Spill.  Soul is Never Still. and  Art May Be Degraded But Is Not Defeated or Transient:  paired sonnets Modern poetry modern verse contemporary...

Wagner After Cosmetic Surgery

       Wagner After Cosmetic Surgery Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  There’s nothing wrong with Wagner opera that Some major surgery would not improve. Declamatory singing from the fat Voiced tenors, fat...

Grotesqueries

        Grotesqueries   Military Cross given to Siegfried Sassoon for his “conspicuous gallantry during a raid on the enemy’s trenches.”   Imagining the worst might happen, Brooke Writes out a letter to his mother who Is gung ho for the war.  His fears unhook...

The War Poet

        The War Poet “a rich nature … fighting eagerly towards the truth.”   “I have a rendezvous with death                   At some disputed barricade” ~ Alan Seeger Alan Seeger  Not all war poets are the same as Brooke. Not all are like a cabinet display Of...

Barbaric Yawp

                  Barbaric Yawp His “poetry” is not so much a thing Of barbarism as it is bad Greek Or Roman oratory.  In its ring It has the sound of bombast.  No, not sleek, But more like overstated prose tricked out As verse on pages.  Rhetoric high-flown Quite...

Nocturne

                            Nocturne Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem …………………….. ” Where joy and sadness are forgotten or Have never been, just there...

The Soldier

             The Soldier Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem In Skyros’ grove of olives, olive leaves Are brought to death by being torn from trees. The party carries him in death and grieves To lay his...

Sempiternity

           Sempiternity Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The chambered nautilus goes pulsing through Dark depths.  It pulses underneath the waves For eons rocking gently, steady, true Enough to last. ...

Thine Own Self

            Thine Own Self This river takes a beam of light straight through Itself, right through it to its lowest part If clear enough.  The current is still true To water’s self.  The water does not start To break its molecule or try to be Some other element, say...

Memory of a Tree Surgeon Season

     Memory of a Tree Surgeon Season Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem One spring he knew stretched on  —  on and on  — like Suns rising as eternity insists They should.  It was as if an April dyke...

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...

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 Luxury of Peace

      The Luxury of Peace Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Long centuries before the growth of hate...

Metallic Heroes Did not Dare to Turn their Backs

  Metallic Heroes Did not Dare           to Turn their Backs Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Bronze swords, and shields, and helmets with their crests They wore while slicing men with wounds and death....

Crippled Poets

          Crippled Poets Among the earliest of lines to spring And linger utterly till now are long Ones drawn from blinded eyes.  The verses sing Like prophets’ spirits which must see.  A song Of guts, the gods, and marrow-spills came out From manly depths behind the...

Crippled Poets

        Crippled Poets Among the earliest of lines to spring And linger utterly till now are long Ones drawn from blinded eyes.  The verses sing Like prophets’ spirits which must see.  A song Of guts, the gods, and marrow-spills came out From manly depths behind the...

Backside Gas in that Jar Called Yale

Backside Gas in that Jar Called Yale One Harold Bloom says modern verse began In 1890—or about then.  That Is what one venerating friend claims.  Can That be?  Only an academic prat Could be so arrogant and blinkered.  I Say modern verse began at least as far Back...

Death Defied in the British Library

Death Defied in the British Library I sit across from Wayne, but decades on And much improved.  Not only young again, But cuter nose, and lips more cushion drawn, More velvet-shaped—too lovely, these, to deign To pray or sing a Sabbath verse.  The hair Is lovely,...

The Descent from the Scottish Highlands and Luzern

The Descent from the Scottish Highlands and Luzern Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The melodies that go on long and fine, And long and long, without a gap or pause Streamed out from Mendelssohn. An...

What Really Matters

  What Really Matters Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Heroic happenings in legends bear A factuality more sacred than Plain data. The cutting of Samson’s hair Is consequential to his threatened clan...

Remember, Remember Not

Remember, Remember Not Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Pause. Think of all the beauty lost in time, The beauties are hidden in the loss of days We never think of, beauties lost by crime, Like...

Time, the Wild Part of Eternity

Time, the Wild Part of Eternity Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem A platinum machine to measure out A mystery, a gold device to frame God’s epiphenomenon sensed, sure, out In space, a cage which...

Royal Reveries

          Royal Reveries I never daydreamed I would be like Di, Her Royal Highness the Princess of Wales, Or live to be The Queen, or even try To be unhappy with love that impales A woman’s guts with unfaithfulness.  (See The Husband Prince’s.)  Overhearing on The...

Corporal Jake Hartley, Killed in a Warrior Armoured Vehicle

Corporal Jake Hartley   Jake Hartley, Killed in a Warrior Armoured Vehicle What quirk of luck resulted in that tilt of head Before the camera clicked?  What circumstance Made Jake do that slight slant, add tad of dread Or sadness to that handsome face, askance At just...