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. Those Who Go Down to the Sea in Ships a poetic paraphrase of Psalm 107:23-30 The men who go...

. Abortion “My body, my choice” All her life that seemed best, And especially where There was rape or incest....

. Plum Blossom Blessings The pine, bamboo, and plum are winter’s friends, Yet plum trees bloom to overcome the chill...

. The Blood of Revolution  The blood of revolution fills my veins; Of those who fought to sever tyrant’s chains,...

. Tel Shikmona Mosaics here surprise: you wouldn’t know, tramping on thistles, dry late-summer stubble and tripping over rubble, stumbling,...

. Sir Percival A quiet desperation lives within my soul: to find the Holy Cup, the Grail; to touch something...

. Never Again Never again, beneath the sun Would mortal beings come undone. A pledge arose and soared on high---...

. Bach in Heidelberg for Marjorie Bach’s chorus didn’t leave us much to say After the Easter Monday concert in...

. The Attempt to Curse J.K. Rowling Once upon a time the stars aligned To strike a writer bound for...

. The Demons of the Night All since she left me I have lived in fear Of creatures dwelling in...

. The Two Corteges by Joséphin Soulary (1815-1891) | translated from French by Hadyn Adams Within a church two groups...

. On the Cost of Doing Evil I care not if the sky burns red and human flesh is seared....

. Toasting Burns    His words ring out from windswept glens. __They lilt from lapping lochs. I see love through his red-rose lens; __I...

. Dystopia Reality is never what it seems To be.  It hides itself in shrouds of mist, In bulging envelopes...

. Mourning the Dead by Li Qingzhao, Southern Song (1084-1155) | from Chinese by Talbot Hook Above in the heavens...

. To Tchaikovsky by A.N. Apukhtin (1840-1893) | Translated from Russian by Olga Dumer With my musician friend’s departure A...

. The English Cantos: StairWell Canto 4 Leaving a broken relationship of the past behind in Canto 3, the poet...

. Rescuing Contemporary Poetry from Vers Libre The conservative & informal vs. the free Before addressing my thesis, let me...

. The Heroes of Beijing on the Jan. 21 movie premiere of Unsilenced, just days before the Beijing Winter Olympics...

. Apocalypse The fractured sky splits, flaming at the edge— The earth heaves upwards in explosive wrath. No eye can...

. Self-Exile "Parue—nec inuideo—sine me, liber, ibis in urbem.” —Ovid While driving underneath I had to pray: the tunnel, God,...

. O, Brother Surveillance permeates us now,__George Orwell saw it coming.Stamped social credits mark our brow,__the cityscape is humming, The...

. The Winter Games Go On Although detainees must sleep in cramped cells on cement floors, and though they must...

. Living The Dream   “I look to a day when people will not be judged by the color of their...

. Martin Luther King, Jr. Meets Today’s Left How would the Left see Dr. King Just what reaction would they...

. I Grieve Bleak Streets I grieve bleak streets where handguns reign in terror Daring inner-city residents To duck and...

. A Truthful Triolet I want the truth. I want to trust The words that trip from lips that lied....

. Civis Romanus Sum (I am a Roman citizen) As Paul stood bound and for the whip outstretched, He said...

. The Spirit of the Anti-Mary a poem in honor of Our Lady of Gualalupe in reparation for the crime...

. The Artist Intuitive journey, subconscious creations refuse to diffuse while the muse makes the choice to infuse mystic magic...

. The Lost The fog rolled heavy, down to blunt the day, Sharp skyscraper tops dissolved into the gray. Pale...

. The A-bomb Dome in Hiroshima The epicentre of the blast was here, This dome, its empty ribcage gaunt and...

. Fleet of Foot Pheidippides A Grecian runner named Pheidippides, From Athens, ran to Sparta with a plea. “We need...

. Cascading Nation Now not so much a nation as a place for pushing through a bruit cacophony of cultures...

. St. Joseph’s Admonition Forget yourself, and do what’s right, Remember how you gained your sight, So do not pause...

. It’s Coming for You! It’s coming to devour you, you know. There’s no escape no matter where you go....

. The Ninth Day of the Emperor's Wrath a rondeau redoublé The stadium roared at the end of the fight....

. Good Conscience Under our cauls a sleepless giber lurks, A callous judge of all our selfish smirks Who slices...

. Sonnet by José de Espronceda (1808-1842) | translated from Spanish by Adam Sedia Fresh, lush, pure, and perfumed luxuriantly, The...

. https://youtu.be/dYyxThEY71o . An Excerpt from The Western Star for Epiphany, January 6, 2022 The road stretched out forever in...