Category Archives: Poetry

Poetry week’s dramatic conclusion: Nightjar

The thrilling conclusion to poetry week!   Nightjar   Foxed by her Askew movement The cupped possibility That beneath warm sheets Rises playfully up In her parents’ room Hinting that our old license Has not wholly expired And still I yearn … Continue reading

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Poetry week continues with MONKEY

aren’t you excited! nothing boots the ratings like poetry!     Monkey   Impossible to anticipate The limits of what we Can know by reason Are narrow the Lammas eve of many Modern instances The word of the enigma The … Continue reading

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Purple

Purple   Lying on the beach Like an hourglass Out of heaven Cast down in Undoubted splendor The slouching goddess Garmented in light Paler yet there Her all too evident maturity Concealed in dead silence Delusive delicious daring As contemptuously … Continue reading

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Continental Tales

Continental Tales   Genet’s been apprehended For sabotaging Camus’s car Rimbaud’s been befriended By Verlaine in a bar   Proust is trembling At the sound of a mouse Beckett is dissembling On the way to Joyce’s house   Eluard is … Continue reading

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memories

I have more memories than if I’d lived a thousand years!   A giant chest of drawers, stuffed to the full With balance sheets, love letters, lawsuits, verse Romances, locks of hair rolled in receipts, Hides fewer secrets than my … Continue reading

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heatherilke

This sonnet of Rilke’s has always reminded me of Heather Harley (1959-2005) a Eurydice of sorts , described by Ungie as “adventurous” and her obituary as “vivacious,” both of which work for me…       XVIII Dancing girl: transformation … Continue reading

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Random Rilke

I’ve been waiting in a lot of lines today (among many other things) but it isn’t all bad because I have my handy SHAMBHALA POCKET CLASSICS edition (which I don’t think they make any more) of RAINER MARIA RILKE’s THE … Continue reading

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Conclave

        Conclave   The secret conclave has come sooner than I expected There’s been some mistake in certification And we must all go back to school She goes to the next lunchroom table   Come on I … Continue reading

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The Church of the Redeemer

The Church of the Redeemer   She smiles history Changed now in the Soft age of her eyes   Robed silent she sits Above all the families God eyed children And veiled mothers Correct in their pews   A few … Continue reading

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No

No it can’t be she Who’s hardly here Who never remembers How can she be the one Who remains forever

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