You know
They’ve finally taken over
The world
When we no longer
Have the time
To shovel the slime
We’ve left behind.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
Environmental Awareness
Lone predator
Scouring the environs,
Peregrine falcon out
On uppermost branch
Of blighted tree limb—
Pray keep an eye on him.
Scouring the environs,
Peregrine falcon out
On uppermost branch
Of blighted tree limb—
Pray keep an eye on him.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Quintessence
Worthy
O gods, the sprawling earth-
Bound spirits spawning
Their issue in aether,
Spilling their fire-
Like essence over
A consummate
Wine dark sea!
O gods, the sprawling earth-
Bound spirits spawning
Their issue in aether,
Spilling their fire-
Like essence over
A consummate
Wine dark sea!
Friday, November 6, 2009
Whence the Problem of Poetics
Poetry? I remember
I had a soft spot for it in my heart
That became hard to explain
Once I let it enter my brain.
I had a soft spot for it in my heart
That became hard to explain
Once I let it enter my brain.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Good-For-Nothing Record of a No-Account
His ledger rife with minuses,
Two plus two never making four,
He put a rifle up his sinuses—
Nothing made sense anymore.
Recently Linked: My thanks to Elisabeth Hanscombe, who has just signed on as a follower. Elisabeth hails from Victoria, Australia and is a writer and psychologist who can be found writing on her blog , Sixth In Line.
Two plus two never making four,
He put a rifle up his sinuses—
Nothing made sense anymore.
Recently Linked: My thanks to Elisabeth Hanscombe, who has just signed on as a follower. Elisabeth hails from Victoria, Australia and is a writer and psychologist who can be found writing on her blog , Sixth In Line.
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