Nov 26, 2011 | Rhymed Couplets, Sonnet, The Work of Greater Minds, Victorian Sonnet
He whom I bow to only knows to whom I bow When I attempt the ineffable Name, murmuring Thou, And dream of Pheidian* fancies and embrace in heart Symbols (I Know) which cannot be the thing Thou art. Thus always, taken at their word, all prayers blaspheme Worshiping...
Nov 22, 2011 | Rhymed Couplets, The Work of Greater Minds
Nature’s first green is gold Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay. Share...
Nov 20, 2011 | Gus Stevens, Villanelle
I sat down to drink the wine and hungry fingers reached for a baguette but he stopped my hand and claimed “It’s mine.” Jesus Christ man! Whatever—fine. I don’t know why this guy is so upset. I sat down to drink the wine. What right has he to...
Nov 19, 2011 | Sonnet, The Work of Greater Minds, Victorian Sonnet
So are you to my thoughts as food to life, Or as sweet seasoned show’rs are to the ground; And for the peace of you I hold such strife As ’twixt a miser and his wealth is found; Now proud as an enjoyer, and anon Doubting the filching age will steal his treasure;...
Nov 17, 2011 | The Work of Greater Minds, Villanelle
“I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.)The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I...
