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. September 9th 1901… A September evening in old Paris town, The time when Parisians let their hair down. There’s...

. The Shortfalls of Empirical Knowledge Sorry, Iowa. Each night is different from all previous And therefore not the same...

. An Unexpected Smile inspired by the coronation of King Charles III  Today I woke before the sun had spread...

. If you enjoy this video from Andrew Benson Brown's Classical Poets Live, please click on "Watch on YouTube" and...

. DoorWay Canto 2, Extract The Poet has gone through the ‘DoorWay’ and entered heaven. Here in the second Canto...

. A Right Royal Coronation Anon the pomp and pageantry will beam From London as King Charles III is crowned....

. Planets, Gods and Weekdays Alarms are snoozed, and Monday's born. A few more snores as dreams are shorn, And...

. Books Some say that books are obsolete, __Preferring new devices. But reading books is still a treat, __No gadget...

. On Binge-Reading Sylvia Plath Verdammte mirror-bee-eyes stare at you As you describe in depth colossal pain. You say too...

. Chicken and Andouille Gumbo Try my gumbo recipe From the land of andouille: ½ cup unsalted butter; ½ cup...

. Who Is Behind Your Mask Now some of my friends, who put on a good show, Are brave in...

. Why Children Like Nursery Rhymes A story to be told, a tale to tell Of things that do not...

. Let Us Lift Our Voices Higher by Mark F. Stone Don’t let leaders make their choices never having heard...

. Encapsulations “It’s a shame that the tradition of producing small poetic encapsulations of classic texts seems to have died...

. La Luna The poet compares the moon to Eve, our fallen but redeemed mother, and the sun to Mary,...

. Receiving an Organ Transplant from China The waiting time was short, extremely short: A couple weeks and fifty thousand...

. Sketches of Three Communistic Big Heads  . 1. Xi Jinping Who thinks this belly-flopping avarist is good except those...

. Awaiting Adulation We all spend our lives awaiting adulations’ late arrival. We’re convinced that’s all we need for our...

. Bardic Bots Will Shakespeare has been rendered obsolete. Bill’s quillings are a patriarchal scandal. His iambs lack that fresh, progressive beat. Barred from Avon is his current...

. A Picture of Repose A young boy’s seated on a wall that overlooks Capri, an oil painting by Dane...

. Standing Up The screech of an eagle __Will marshal our senses And, if reckoned regal, __Refocus our lenses __On...

. Friendship When was it first struck up? Nobody knows. It’s carried us through heydays, drabs, and falls. An unsown...

. Historical Negation A pen works wonders. Just ink in, scratch out. Rewrite what people learn about the past. Repeat...

. La Pompe Funèbre Félix François Faure, President of the French Republic, died on February 16, 1899 in his chambers...

. Senryu on Free Thought . I. As storied Kipling Is stricken from pupils’ tales I feel his burden . II. Arise...

. Worse Than Widowed They’ve made us widows while we’re still alive. I’m not allowed to see my wife, although...

. Growing Up . Starving Children in China If you don’t eat the food that’s on your plate ....I will,...

. Just Words The more we are together dear, __I fear… can love suffice? Of late I find you’re cavalier...

. Restoration of Nôtre Dame One Paris evening seven years ago, We walked the neighborhood of Nôtre Dame, But no...

. Acceptance Relationships are courses in which You should not enroll, If changing other people is your Pre-existing goal. ....

. The Little Knight The kitchen door slams open wide; The boy flies through to play outside. His house becomes...

. Cryogenic Freezing from the conclusion of A Gallery of Ethopaths Let’s end on a deathly note To grab my...

. Three Denarii OBO For Sale: One ten-foot wooden cross. Good cedar, cypress with some pine. The owner selling at...

. How Great Thou Art __An Easter Ballade . It’s Easter. I can hear the choir sing. The gospels have...

. After the Storm All darkness past, the sun now shines Through shredded storm clouds drained of rain; Its bright...

. Hymn I met Him on that Sunday afternoon I trod the Kentish cobbles through the streets Of Rochester past dwellings in the gloom...

. . The Shroud of Death The shroud of death’s night-shadow fled Before the dawning light of day; Unveiling tombs...

. Of St. Vitus Cathedral, Prague Once I used to live a waking dream Devoid of starlight: lanterns on the...

. Deconstructing Grűnewald’s Crucifixion It isn’t de rigueur these days to show A bloodied, tortured Jesus on the cross. Post-moderns...

. The Faithful Who Have Chosen Not to Wait He rose and told us He would come again To supervise...