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a roman matron ! sisters of sabine, listen: all men are weak when disrobed of state (& composure. it is we, daughters o...

Suvorov Square At night, novels stroll on gravel  pathways; whispers and powdered  cheeks lifting with each white  breath. T...

ROTARY CHRISTMAS PROGRAM They came from the school next door. the Thursday before  Christmas Eve. Boys and g...

It has been quite some time since I graced the world of blog with my pickled observations, and for that I apologise dear reader. To be hon...

Doleō Pain is a part of me as much as writing is a part of me Sometimes it’s bloating and unbearable, Though at ...

Everything The curious manner in which you brush indigo from your laughter; the quaint style you have so it’s tr...

Mostly Basie with a Little Bach Whenever I see a new woman, I know  I should look at her hair and her eyes and he...

11:15 AM GREEN THEATER - for Barbara Her name is Elizabeth Bishop, bare footed and tipsy toe hanging a picture on the wall, ...

Pax Romanus (I, II, III) Spare us, the Conquered I The fascist weeds the garden Such love in pulling out, Care granted to...

Measuring Happiness I suppose it would be possible with enough scans, syringes, charts and such, to say with som...

self-portrait greyed morning a nightmare of waking into sobered light the chilled palm still formed on the glass  ...

The Urgent Center Expands The urgent center expands, takes the newspaper as its skin. As it went in history, so ran the NFC...

Pièce de Shakespeare   Come, sheathe your dagger definitions  — the Father, Word, and Holy Breath,   the swan of Avon, has r...

Winter’s Clotting Licking at the chary red hard candy Of a liquid nitrogen cauterized wrist I see you settle o...

It Touches Us Tragedy lurks behind a buttercup. It throws its voice down in the dust, circling anti-clockwise ...

Cling the way the small one clings you can tell she is a biter with rows and rows of teeth belied by the sweet...

Dead Grey Wolf Skins  (Tribute:  Aldo Leopold) Dead grey wolf skins hang on white clotheslines across Baraboo,...

A Breathless, Feeble Wind A breathless, feeble wind blows, not even strong enough to stir the drapes, too enervated and too in...

WE WAIT AND WONDER doctors have failed, faith-healers have folded their hands. witch-doctors cast no-lots, pro...

A Sudden Absence When a sudden absence opens where before there was a lover, or a child, (a child’s worse, we must all agree ...