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The Great Lies: curtal sonnet

Posted on February 14, 2017 by John

When all at once the world decides to fail, on such and such a day, when pundits claim to clearly see our leaders in the ooze of mad careening chaos, and then rail, without a single scrap or crumb of … Continue reading →

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The ears have it: a curtal sonnet

Posted on May 3, 2011 by John

From eyesight, there are half a dozen words that represent a myriad of lies. The surface, then, is never proof enough; relying on appearance is absurd. It puts us in a world of slick disguise, transmitting second-hand its show and … Continue reading →

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Saturday’s Child: a curtal sonnet

Posted on April 10, 2004 by John

This morning, when I rose from bed, the street was all abustle with the weekend’s chores. Fresh coffee brewed, I filled my favorite mug and sipping slowly, found the flavor sweet. The cat was chasing lizards ’round the floor; I … Continue reading →

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Thoughts on Armed Conflict: a curtal sonnet

Posted on May 23, 2003 by John

If there exists a cause to take up arms, while breath survives some live to find it just, and seek to purify themselves in blood, forsaking for the fray their fields and farms to wage war on their brothers; for … Continue reading →

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Being Poetic

Posted on May 20, 2003 by John

To be quoted by a thousand scholars, used as a prop for some hopeless causes, while earning enough to feed my old cat bringing in those endless stipend dollars; the rewards of my royalty clauses helping me to grow sassy, … Continue reading →

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