The Encyclopedia Sonnetica

Buried for Millennia in Darkness of Dead Dreams

Buried for Millennia in Darkness of Dead Dreams Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  If roses turned to pyramids, their weight Would add no beauty.  Brilliant hues would all Be banished in blank sanctums to...

Not Silently,  Not Silently, the Wondrous Gifts

Not Silently,  Not Silently, the Wondrous Gifts Do not forget the shapes that you have known. You ken the ones I mean.  The ones you took Out, played with, licked, you now recalling groan As only hearts can moan.  Don’t overlook The forms that you have fondled. ...