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- between River and Rock: sleep at allpoetry
Of all bright, burning men, I’ve yet to meet
One, whose life, living, truly lives the while; - between River and Rock: twilight at allpoetry
in secrecy you steel yourself
prepared for dreams to come. - between River and Rock: noon at allpoetry
There’s much that we don’t undergo
but, puppies collar-drawn by cart, - Untitled at allpoetry
We were never quite like flowers, dear
the slightest touch - finger to lip - - Column: on loving, in affirmation of Rilke at allpoetry
- The Marionette at allpoetry
Oh, outside and inward
I'm tied up in strings - A November Afternoon at allpoetry
When I most think I know,
like some strange ghost - For the Apostle John at allpoetry
Every image formed from glass
will one day crack - Pygmalion at allpoetry
She gave her heart into my hands.
- Column: A Political Epiphany at allpoetry
2. The Great American Freedom that the American Government has granted its citizens is this: Freedom from Governance. - Elegies on Autumn at allpoetry
The Scientist
A delicate beauty, - Of Woods and the Woman now I Sing at allpoetry
Half-dead and half-alive, I found myself wandering through a dark wood, unknowing of where I was intended or a way out of those shadow-bent paths. Leaves fell to the rich earth as if in a shudder the veins that held them to t - The East at allpoetry
"Follow your bliss" said the eastern sun, and it sounded more sweet than the dying words of some antique bodhisattva; deeper even than my tongue could reach - as sticky and light as a life of ease, brushed by the endless moun - Untitled at allpoetry
Beneath electric lights, our eyes miss darkness. - Prelude at allpoetry
Rage, muse, beneath a cloudless cover soundless fury - Column: On the Benefits of Political Apathy at allpoetry
- The Clouds of Midnight Sky at allpoetry
The Clouds of Midnight Sky, Pt. I: Vespers Twilight touches lovers - A Standing Stone at allpoetry
"let life be the word of the stars" So said the rain to each man - Untitled at allpoetry
Oh, I may be immortal. Yes. That does not bring me sorrow. - Jack and Jill(rough around the edges) at allpoetry
Jack and Jill went up the hill To fetch each other water - The Boy at allpoetry
The Sun Two vast and trunkless legs of stone - "The kiss burns in his heart, but the old man holds to his former idea" - The Grand Inquisitor at allpoetry
Bring me my chains; wrap them 'round my neck, dear, And pull me up tight into your open arms. - Fall at allpoetry
Autumn A day of almond and whiskey - To His Love at allpoetry
Do you look on, as I do, that insatiable abyss? Those darklit rooms of empty tombs - In This Black Twilight at allpoetry
. - Column: Everything(And Nothing) at allpoetry
and to at once walk a narrow path to multiple destinations, this is what it is to be conscious, - Untitled Dover Beach at allpoetry
Death is the thing with feathered wings / Here on these rocky Dover cliffs / Against which breaks perpetual wave upon wave / Melting away this earth-stone base / Atop which rests the sky - Justification by Faith at allpoetry
You're sitting in your History class which is referred to, in an attempt at disregarding the European, PostModern deconstructions that have - A penny for the Old Guy at allpoetry
Orpheus told me the other day that, if I wrought him a song that he couldn't sing, he'd take his lyre, unstring it, and, flinging it in Pl - Midas at allpoetry
When Midas dreamed, drunk, he saw all, splayed out
Before him, sempiternal currency. - Singularity at allpoetry
How many star-spheres away
Am I now, my love? - Oedipus at allpoetry
Memory was all we wrote in stone
That yesterday - Unrequited love at allpoetry
Someday, you may realize
That when you look into my eyes - Column: An opening in division at allpoetry
That's it. Immortality to conquer death, and in that conquest, also time is destroyed.
