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. Ten Pennies Per Paper Poppy ---a childhood memory of Memorial Day Ten pennies per paper poppy I helped my...

. The Genesis Wind ---written in the wake of Hurricane Milton I close my eyes to better gauge the gusting...

. Kissing Cousin I see her every two years, usuallyWhen someone dies or marries. And we kissAs if we were...

. Sound and Fury . I. Of Farcical Requital He craved the slavish praise his patter wooed. His slick, linguistic...

. Know Your Place __“Know your place!” In grammar school, that stung like mace.“To the corner!”—my timeout place. __“Know your...

. The Poppy I walk a poppy universe, I rattle the hourglass’s isles, Where time slows down and turns to...

. Sally  November rains brought to our basement door From the woods some pleading, needy eyes Staring from a fur...

. Today Like Yesterday by Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer (1836-1870) translated by Paul Burgess Today like yesterday, tomorrow like today: ___A...

. Jargon The devil will manipulate, through jargoneers who fabricate non sequitur profundity tuned with the proper frequency that will,...

. The Water Closet An earthen pit, an outhouse stool, a chamber pot— We’ve long dispensed with these, the whole...

. Pressed for Time Though life is good, it doesn’t last that long, And so we’re always left desiring more....

. Written in a Cubicle What spurs me, in this breathing grave of coffee mouths and cheeks unshaved, to stand...

. Back in the U.S.S.R. ---St. Petersburg, Russia. The present. Your borscht, Dmitri. Come and eat, smart boy. You asked...

. Supernova With no notice, the rockets destroyed festive peace,And a volley of bullets brought death and dismay.Ben ran straight...

. An Unfortunate Encounter ---27 March 2025 A ragamuffin mob surrounded mewhilst on an errand, walking in the street.They pressed...

. On Epic Madness Sing, goddess, of the hate, and killings, on the Earth unleashed, destructive wrath which brings such...

  Alive, Alive-o In Dublin’s fair city,Where the girls are so pretty,There lived an old woman,Who was well known to...

. Bear Spray My little brother took a dare To pepper spray a mama bear. It seems the spray was...

. The New Headmasters As I sat, that afternoon, upon his kneeWhile he read a “witty” book and I faux-laughedI’m...

. The Ego Lingers Longer Than The Mind The ego lingers longer than the mind, It dares to whisper yearnings...

. Headspace It’s easy to detect folks’ disrespect, And hope your feats will make them feel quite small. But better...

. Back to the Greenwood The spring has come to England once again But I am far away and cannot...

. There’s Nothing to Regain ---on the terrorist attack on tourists in Pahalgam town, in Kashmir, India Their hapless screams...

. Premonition The sun shines down in undimmed majestyAcross the heavens’ undiminished breadthOn life unsapped, unweighted levityOf loves and laughs...

. How I Spent My Spring Vacation: Poetry and Photography by James A. Tweedie . It Begins 45 Days Surrounded...

. Heritage I’ve never asked for anything The living soil does not provide. I don’t want cash; I don’t want...

. An Ode to Silay Cathedral bells now toll, And horses march the streets, The crowd has filled the hall,...

. Medusa's Sisters Medusa lost her head and found renown instead. Her living sisters roared, “And why are we ignored...

. High Society The Cornelius mansion on Park Avenue, New York City, Sunday, August 22, 1886 A derby hat; a...

. The Luigi Mangione Act We need to contemplate the true impact of The Luigi Mangione Act. Although we sympathize...

. On Shen Yun . I. The land of China. Deep in history That like a river flows with people...

. Voyage Among the Ancients "Tread softly, for here you stand On miracle ground…" ---Lawrence Durrell, "On Ithaca Standing" (...

. Two Lyrics by Philodemus of Gadara translated from Greek by Joseph S. Salemi . V.124 Summertime has not yet...

. Stone’s Point of View They brought Him to the tomb and rolled me into The right position to seal...

. Easter Couplets Easter’s more than just about eggs and bunnies;More than what you may have read in the funnies....

. Who Are You and Who Am I ---a villanelle Who are you and who am I That you fill...

. Emmaus We barely saw he’d joined us as we made Our way along the road, so sad, afraid, So...

. In the Garden of the King In the garden of the King I sit beside a crystal spring. The...

. Holy Saturday "Call the Sabbath a delight." —Isaiah 58:13 His weary, soulless body needed rest, Not only pierced and...

. Crucified  She pondered horrors of the modern age. He thumbed through piles of dusty history tomes. She craved the...