The Sculptor to His Apprentice: A Five-Sonnet Cycle by Michael Curtis
Instruction The tales of Ovid are a theme that suits The Prince, but will not do for your repute....
Read moreDetailsInstruction The tales of Ovid are a theme that suits The Prince, but will not do for your repute....
Read moreDetailsResearch Guideline Throughout investigative history, a basic principle has long held sway: When we unravel Nature’s mystery, complexity’s the...
Read moreDetailsMetaphorical Meditation Musings My thoughts, like waves of ocean's surface swells that roll repeatedly, then crash on shore, neglect...
Read moreDetailsImprisonment, torture, pathetic wrong - begat from a people of age-old culture, wit, classic beauty, artistry and song: practices akin...
Read moreDetailsGreeks, Bearing Gifts The coils of wood cascade as worn blades glide from cedar lengths, rough-hewn deformed and coarse,...
Read moreDetailsWhat wonder! - In the arcs described by wings Aloft and floating on the fair spring air. In graceful glides,...
Read moreDetailsThe Rainbow A wave of color binds our sentiments before it fades. For each emotion, is a subtlety in...
Read moreDetailsBallet Lesson The flow has ebbed and left a tidal pool. A little tern wades in with webbed feet...
Read moreDetailsCalpurnia’s Paranoia Beware the Ides of March, she said— if you ignore the signs, you’re dead. But Caesar did...
Read moreDetailsSparks from nearby campfires Might be stars of paradise Glimpsed through twilight’s window Too briefly for surmise Of their height...
Read moreDetailsHe looked all around him and saw monuments so vast Built with good intentions to endure and hold steadfast Awesome...
Read moreDetailsBounty When apples hang untouched on branches’ bottom, Or beans lie grounded, neither grown nor dead, Or bulbs down-nestle...
Read moreDetailsThe Persecution of Falun Gong I. Meditating group One clear crisp day at Shanghai In earth’s sunny loop II....
Read moreDetailsThe pendulum o' th' old grandfather clock goes back and forth, and forth and back, and back and forth,...
Read moreDetailsOde to Matters of Fact The best advice I've ever read -- if you don't breathe you'll soon be...
Read moreDetailsIt spreads like wildfire when you give a smile. At first you won’t really notice at all, But if you...
Read moreDetailsBy Clinton Van Inman Editors who reject classical styles of poetry in submissions usually respond with, “I hate meter, rhythm...
Read moreDetailsAn English Autumn’s Coming Indoors, a crisp leaf skates on smooth floorboards, gunned by silent puffs from our gapped...
Read moreDetailsYou came to life from dreams and thoughts and whispers. You were told and you were – forever true....
Read moreDetailshttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cBmdmFCtTNU Near the End of Don Giovanni The terror starts with the entrancing entrance of Commendatore's shattering note in...
Read moreDetailsBeyond the skies is universal eternity. Nebulous ghosts of dust float around In the black hole of space. A night...
Read moreDetailsRevised October 18, 2021 A Psalm of Christmas What the heart of the young activist said to the psalmist by...
Read moreDetailsIn darkness, in the mantling of the night, When Earth is calm, and troubling noises cease, I turn with wonder-looking...
Read moreDetailsIn the Play Pit As Cameron stands, cap in hand, The jailers of New Middleland Keep a straight face...
Read moreDetailsHere is a blonde-marked maple tree: Stands by the road so stolidly While mourners make their floral shrines And in...
Read moreDetailsI look upon how much people suffer Wishing Bian Que and Hua Tuo* were now here Predestiny links us...
Read moreDetailsWhether if my promise be known or not, Of which I spoke when lying on this spot, The weeds have...
Read moreDetailsThose Catskill Mountain Climbs I've walked from Ayers rock to Sydney I've seen all those majestic sites I've beheld the...
Read moreDetailsI Think Therefore “I think,” said Descartes, “and therefore I am.” declared many years ago, way before spam. It predated...
Read moreDetailsA Sonnet Saluting Lady Snow Snow is a rainfall in frozen repose; Rainbow rich in hues, delicate its shape After...
Read moreDetailsA godly painting held over their heads As they process through a street in Florence, Each face is free from...
Read moreDetailshttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vf42IP__ipw Duo des fleurs Léo Delibes By U. Carew Delibes Along a stream, the daughter of a Brahmin priest...
Read moreDetails“He strove to resuscitate the dead art/Of poetry; to maintain "the sublime"/In the old sense. Wrong from the start …”...
Read moreDetailsI Pray It’s Not Too Late I’ve walked in the eye of a hurricane Safe between its walls of rain...
Read moreDetailsWhere lightness finds the passage through the dark the thoroughfare of dimness, where we’ll soar about the sun undone, unborn...
Read moreDetails—a sonnet of differing with Keats Behold this naked truth, and say not Beauty: a body splayed, nailed cruelly to...
Read moreDetailsWake to this dawn like no day before you. Rise to this morning like no other morn. Night is now...
Read moreDetailsClouds skip away from the full shine of the full moon The palace is lit up The maestro lifts his...
Read moreDetailsApril 2013 The snow has thawed; it's Spring again Crickets sing to the beat of rain The sky is dark,...
Read moreDetailsFaery Dust Anarchy With winds awhistling through the trees and air sprites dancing on the breeze, you'll hear the pipes...
Read moreDetailsThank you. Facing the blank page was daunting; I wanted to capture a concept so massive in a few lines,…
Thank you, Bhikku. When I was writing this, I began by asking myself, "What is America?" I thought of my…
Thanks, friends. And thanks, Evan, for the better title than what I suggested. It's too bad that "art" has become…
Thank you, Roy. It is interesting to reflect on the fact that Hollywood has not made a movie critical of…
Your poem really struck home, because what Susie does is exactly what I do every morning. I re-tighten the mattress…
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