Sappho supplicant, hers was religiously highbrow,
Nuns versed in poetry, divinely delicate Greeks.
His? One where offal-eating Huns ran roughshod,
Licking bare-ass pussy whipped artistic geeks.
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Friday, November 7, 2008
Recently received: My contributor's copy of the latest Poetry Salzburg Review arrived today: The best issue to date of a magazine that is rapidly evolving into one of the best English language poetry magazines in Europe.
Monday, November 3, 2008
Harbinger
It would be good to hear
The news that keeps us
Enthralled, riveted here--
It would be good to hear
The news that friends
Once old and dear,
Are waiting for that message
For them to reappear
Beneath the weeping
Of the willows
Banking on the river,
It would be good to hear
The nightingale's approach
Before we disappear.
The news that keeps us
Enthralled, riveted here--
It would be good to hear
The news that friends
Once old and dear,
Are waiting for that message
For them to reappear
Beneath the weeping
Of the willows
Banking on the river,
It would be good to hear
The nightingale's approach
Before we disappear.
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