Poetry

  • Untitled

    Where you go, you go nowhere.But the question dies with the outer shineThe summer ended, but not in my soulI yearn for spring, but it’s…

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  • 50 Shades of Spring

    Such an ecstasySpring is puffing and swelling on its rideLike a new bride, it tides melancholy from all the sidesPiling growth upon growth like wavesSpring…

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  • Garbage

    Ah! love, let us be trueTo one another! for this garbage, which seemsTo go like an end of a diseaseSo large, so filthy, so toxicHas…

  • Your Plan?

    (After Ryszard Krynicki) You won’t feel the rise in temperatureYou won’t have to think about the extinct animalsYou won’t ponder over the plastic and its…

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  • Stratigraphy

    This poem is formatted in a shape resembling a rock formation. It is intended to be read first as in standard English, left to right,…

  • At the Window

    I pray to the Invisible: Please protect usfrom blizzard and hail, from blaze and swelter,from flying insects that sting and swarm,from pestilence and sulfurous miasma,and…

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