Shining – By Nicolo Santilli the light sends us a message and we are the message where we are bright enough to speak in the clarity of our being and those who see us clearly see themselves growing alive in vision ~
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VERMILLION SPACE (By Joseph Cavera) Think of all the ways we do The things that run all our days through At that clever standing pace Fly up this world’s human race I’d sooner see black comets pass Than the fall of upper brass At least the Earth’s still free and here That’s just till I disappear… So […]
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HAILSTORM OF HELLFIRE One hour dissolves degradingly into the next And my eyes burn with dead sunlight and my own dusty misery As I wait in helpless spiritual poverty For whatever new hailstorm of hellfire Is next to knock on my door. My dignity has been taken. My children are being stolen. Each day my recovery takes more from me. […]
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Bob’s Terminal Bay Wracked by cancer, Bob Marley told his friend, “It’s not me, Camille.” No, it’s never me when self-determination’s at an end. For, navigating pain, you cannot see but knots ahead. And you’re preoccupied with hoisting sails against prevailing winds. Bravado in your weary crew has died. A glance into the water shows the fins of sharks […]
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We are all creatures of this great earth — interconnected in ways beyond understanding. Take elephants. So big. So strong. And yet, when a member of the herd passes, even elephants mourn. They gather around, extend their trunks, and gently touch the tusks of their fallen friend. It’s their ritual. It’s how they heal. And it’s sad. And it’s beautiful. […]
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To The Last Detail AND THE YOUNG WHORE PLAYED OUT HER PART AS THE FORGOTTEN SAILORS PLAYED OUT THEIRS SHE LOOKED SO LOVELY SITTING THERE ALL NAKED AND BEAUTIFUL ENTICING THE PRISONER TO RUN AWAY. AND HE DID TRY TO RUN AWAY BUT HIS COMPADRES CAUGHT HIM REBUKING HIM FOR ESCAPING ABUSING HIM FOR RUNNING […]
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A RESTFUL MIND (By Joseph Cavera) After so many days Of laying one’s hands to work One searches the many ways That duties can be skipped and shirked At these particular times When the inside of one’s eyelids Holds the more alluring of charms Than the world around We find ourselves searching At distant grounds For a […]
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I Feel You inside me curled ready to spring you feign sleep rest at the base of my skull await stray lustful thoughts of you, devour them, reach down constrict my lungs with your presence
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PENULTIMATE for David Ferry (July, 21, 2015) At 91, David tells me that he is nearly finished with his Aeneid translation and that he has started his next book which he has tentatively called Underworld, and he is already three poems in, and when the Aeneid goes to press he’ll focus more on this newest book, but not […]
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INTO THE SEA (By Nicolo Santilli) send love and prayers into dreams as into a surrounding sea with many shores and harbors that receive
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