Tag: art
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Craft
I – Old But Recent Craft I make pollicitations to cunning bards past, Place of old poets thy Parnassian pasts immortal Your past-prime virtues now victuals to vexers who make you victims of gaunt learning or love-chagrinning solar sojourns. In dissecting I seek to neither venerate nor eviscerate, My lancet taps ichor and flowing essential…
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Last Cathedral
Green droplets of soup Summer logic Haze which is not mist, July’s height Collecting tree secretions in cups and vials Collecting days in twine belted files Distilled experience supremed in a phial No more Cathedrals will be built Says what about imminent return Vaccinated against the possibility, immunitising eschaton No more Davids shall be freed…
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Two poets arguing metre
Verses mode Before them sud streaked mugs five times drained Englanders using Guinness kegs to make acephalic pints A big rasher wearing a monk’s habit Too much ludicrousness for this reasonable world, Will you or Will I shake spears at it Spurned to speech, some event; speak, speak Shaking his speech appears as murmur disappears…
Alchemisland 