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prayer for the city (#poem #sonnet)
I see the city burning without flame, its aching wings enchained in brick and glass; I see the city sinking in its shade; I see no face within its mirrored skies. A cold Colossus lumbers down her streets and has … Click here to continue reading >>>
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everything obliterated (#poem)
“What profit hath a man from all his labor which he doeth under the sun? One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh; but the earth abideth for ever. The sun also ariseth, and the sun goeth down, and hasteneth … Click here to continue reading >>>
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Tagged AcroDermatitis, Ann Sexton, Anne Sexton, Antin, Blake, collossus, colossus, Diderot, Ecclesiastes, Hunter Syndrome, hunters syndrome, Mary Antin, Mary Anton, pirate poem, pirate poetry, poem, poet, poetry, selected poems, sexton, Sylvia Plath, the collossus, the colossus, William Blake
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My Inner Beast (after reading Dylan Thomas)
My inner beast emerges from his daily cave of sorrow and self-affection to roam noisome in the shadowed streets and swaying boughs of this, my lonely evening. Slack-jawed dumborn, sick in the sheets at an early age, he sleeps not, … Click here to continue reading >>>
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The Truth, My Love (a sonnet, of sorts)
Our love’s not made to live like this, on roots pulled from their rest by hands too thick for dreaming; our minds chew on our pasts, and churn our thoughts like so much cabbage. Mouths too full for screaming, our … Click here to continue reading >>>
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Tagged love poem, love poet, love poetry, love sonnet, marriage poem, marriage poetry, poem, poet, poetry, romantic poem, selected poems, sonnet, sonnet of sorts
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Maws and Paws; for Watson & Crick (After reading Anne Sexton)
what a way to trace a line: wrapping, spinning, twirling like a summer’s sprinkler, casting seed like ported sailors, hitching heritage to self like some rented trailer! I scratch the itch that is become my skin; perhaps this pain can … Click here to continue reading >>>
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The Resurrection (after Reading Dylan Thomas)
The saphircal sky, empirical in its glaze and spotted blaze of diamond stars, thus far has managed only to soothe me. Crest of kings, unseen, unnamed, bowed about the head yet never worn, this sullen brow becomes me. Her face … Click here to continue reading >>>
A Sonnet, on the Verge of Winter (The Dying Flame) (a poem)
A winter’s wind to catch me in my thought and keep my heart from melting down; I watch the chiminea’s flames consume the wood from Santa Fe, and wonder if a match from Texas could ignite a blaze so hot … Click here to continue reading >>>
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Tagged chiminea, chiminea poem, chimney, dead flame, dying flame, pinon wood, poem, poet, poetry, Santa Fe poem, Santa Fe poetry, Santa Fe sonnet, selected poems, sonnet, Texas poem, Texas poet, Texas poetry, Texas sonnet
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a portrait of the fundraiser as his own grandfather (a poem)
When all my winters hang about my brow as a crown of silver thorns, and my eyes languish above bags of too many days with too little sleep, and my shoulders sag under the weight of years and years of grocery bags, and my speechless mouth hangs open like a broken drawer, awaiting its next pill, and my breath rasps like wind in the overstuffed gutter of the house where we used to live, and the buttons are misaligned on my shirt, cock-eyed on my diminished frame, and my pants pool about my ankles in mockery of my former height, what will you see in my foggy eyes that do not know your face? Will you know that I am not in my right mind, but also that I am not my mind, but a man? a man broken, perhaps, but a man yet, and a man who loves much,though mostly what he loves is the you that his eyes have never seen, but that has always been, and will always be, despite what failing eyes can't see?
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Pan’s Tree (poem)
The morning slowly gathers in the form of tired faces; entire families forced to feast on but what guilt can bring. Workless men, corralled by clipboards, plod across the aisle as if they bear an unseen weight, or walk beneath … Click here to continue reading >>>
is a hole torn in the darkness. (poem)
what pain is there in this, my childhood seen through another’s eyes, encyclopedic in its portrayal of Me? what pain, unseen for years, awakes as from a dream and, legs asleep, stumbles into the darkness to press its face against … Click here to continue reading >>>
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Tagged darkness poem, hole, hole poem, hole torn, hole torn in the darkness, poem, poet, poetry, relief poem, selected poems, visual poem
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on finding a decapitated dog in a blanket behind my house (#poetry)
I still do not know what to say or feel, nor can I fathom what you felt as you pulled back the head that you once taught to heel and sliced until you felt the blade tear through. The air … Click here to continue reading >>>
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Tagged animal decapitation, confession, confessional poem, confessional poetry, death, decapitated, decapitated dog, decapitation, hell poem, hell poetry, poem, poem about decapitation, poem about hell, poet, poetry, poetry about hell, selected poems, sonnet, truth and intention, truth vs intention, what is hell
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