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“I’ll kill him.”, he said hand on his hips Four-score and six a sobering sight It pursed the brow and quaked the lips – I summoned my best to be terse but polite. “The cheek is soft both left and the right” “Between his eyes, I hate this man.” “The still of the night serves […]

Your being that inverts such hallowed silence; Pure be the fluid shallows steep within the whole Set to arouse truth as a malleable form of transient Light; Ascend then towards your conscious allure; For pure are the precious gifts too procure Bring forth the quiet restraint of permanent sight Bring forth the quiet restraint of […]

Personal Man Seeking Woman I am lean, probing, “a child of Cancer” – Given to modest spirits; the sensorial fragrance of distant shag. You are slight, sassy, smart, sensuous. We will dance beneath the innocences of a dark moon; bathe in the essence of oleaceae; bond endlessly adorned by the lustful drift of sweet jasmine […]

Liberté, égalité and fraternity. The inalienable rights of all men some said. But, They replaced the tripartite motto with Robespierre’s head, a forty square metre apartment, bright orange walls, a shower curtain in red with the faded image of Marilyn Monroe. Châz

Swift you be sensuous sweet silence. Will you come to dispose of your quiet repose. Oh, Oh, Oh the moments of quiet refrain, a timeless breach gives chance respite to Echo’s dins, or a Helios grin. Swift you be sensuous sweet silence. Come now to dispose of your quiet repose. Oh, Oh, Oh the moments […]

Inspired by: “Little Miss Muffett” Songs for the Nursery (1805) T’was a cuddled bare Buffett On the brittle brisé tuffett, Braced only with pledges of hay; Along came brash Chieder, A clever insider Who said all you need is some clay. Therefore bare buffett Wanting no longer to tough it, Set about to gather a pence; […]

Running from the wind Chitter to remis Running from the wind – A fractured face Running from the wind – O’Man on pace Running from the wind – Hate let pass for fare Love bequest The haunt of Mère Running from the wind – Despair a cratic maze Hope a fool be crazed Running from […]

Hey, Sweeney – It’s all at the beginning Cleanth, Surrender your syntax Blackmur construct through Joseph’s watchful eye to disconnect mindful meaning in blasphemous contempt of temporal relationships. They delight en p’resence de a’bsence. Glimpsed Spender today. Says you have fallen prey to Conrad; Cannibalism and the dark magic Of the materialist corruption of civilized […]

Remembering Dylan Thomas As all time dwells so comes the gentle night, From the breach of Pandora’s breast a breath so gay; A moment précised for faire knave save his fond plight. The bards’ cristened knight bids Icarus take flight, Thus dew to the waters clear port bare astray; As all time dwells so comes […]

The talking stick, also called a speaker’s staff, is an instrument of aboriginal democracy used by many tribes, especially those of indigenous peoples of the Northwest Coast in North America. The talking stick may be passed around a group, as multiple people speak in turn, or used only by leaders as a symbol of their authority and right […]

I lay on a striped drape laced with painful colours of a obscure fruit with deep roots in a language that my mouth won’t make. It settles in sabled solidarity with origins that gaze to the edge of infinity’s mist somewhere more, or less, beyond what I can see. The waters swell pitch and bright […]

Inspired from “The Snakes of September”, By: Stanley Kunitz Our roots now deep within the quiet refrain of December’s stillborn renditions that course fugitive for distilled moments given of time’s patent for fresh reserve. Soon new buds will browse the first chill of January’s virgin mist that binds our tethered limbs as we begin to […]