Feb 13, 2017 | Gus Stevens, Love, Multi-Syllabic Rhyme, Sonnet, Victorian Sonnet
Today’s the second month and fourteenth day of yet another year. When paper hearts are cut from folded pink and Love portrayed as a cartoon infant, blind and armed with darts to skewer Spring’s first sons. Meanwhile pitchmen ply their wares: the...
Jun 27, 2016 | Bible Story, Gus Stevens, Multi-Syllabic Rhyme, The Unspeakable Name vol. 2
Does God still have a body? Buried though he was? And risen now as from a seed with root and stem. Then branches, varied, grow up like cedars towering above those reeds that fringe the Styx where souls are ferried slow to find new bodies. It’s said they’ll...
Jun 18, 2016 | Gus Stevens, Humor, Multi-Syllabic Rhyme
Allow me to introduce and explain this rhyme where much blander uses remain. You must under- stand this muse is insane; someone has set a panda loose in my brain ordering snacks and a juice on the plane above a lake and a spruce in the rain. The new king will command...
