Long Constrained(p) Poems

Merov’s Ghost (1) and Other Shots Across My Bow!

In mid-November of Fourteen, I published my first web verse here, (2)
the earliest spanned sixty years, composed for Senior English class
one night in Nineteen Sixty-One. Assigned just...

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Premise
The great poem by the italian poet Dante is the DIVINA COMMEDIA
I have tried to translate in english verses of INFERNO (HELL).
It was a very difficult task. 
I expect criticism.

When just the midway of my...

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I got up this morning in a good mood 
searching for solitude in the distant skies
And watching the clouds rolling by
I stopped and listened to the sounds around me
While contemplating my sacred destiny
Barking dogs and...

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That color vileness painted on my face
When coming back my duke to me I saw 
His new squeezing inside much more took place.

He heedful stopped as man hearing to draw;
Because his eye could not reach...

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Designed Evolution?
 
As Blue Sky’s dreams take root in fields like Daffodils
That blossom knowledge Love does serve all human souls,
Their truth grows wild across our lands! Oh, every crevice touches strands
Where Evolution has a chance...

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There is a world of difference
between schism and jism,
but they both end up the same.

Just as patriarchal Roman Catholicism
overpowers living and breathing Christianity,
so too does Capitalism
overpower cooperative capital co-investment,
so too does autocratic rationalism
overpower syncretic enculturing...

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“On the Sonnet”
by John Keats

If by dull rhymes our English must be chained,
And, like Andromeda, the Sonnet sweet
Fettered, in spite of painéd loveliness;
Let us find out, if we must be constrained,
Sandals more interwoven and complete
To...

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Living With A Myth

How dares one to speak of disability and live with it to tell the story narrate 
               ...

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“Our being is descending into us from we know not whence. 
The most exact calculator has no prescience that somewhat incalculable 
may not balk the very next moment. I am constrained every moment 
to acknowledge...

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The difficult translation of first Canto of Divina Commedia is here completed
In the part published before, Dante imagined to find himself in a dark forest where he met three beasts. 
Now he is going to...

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THE DEATH OF A YOUNG KING . . .

Eight of the strongest and, bravest the of warriors; were collected in all
Each chosen for their strength; each of the same height, and, their gaul

Their task was...

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As I age into merely spiritual memories
of those sadly/gladly left behind
in less/more egocentrically embodied forms

Co-acclimating/aggressing functions
feel more like contrasting/constrained flows
of positive/negative
sensory-neural energy,
communication systems,
nutrition/digestion networks
of regenerating/degenerating
natural/spiritualized memory.

It does seem
our spiritual advisors
lesson-givers
teachers
scripture narratives
stories
preachers
communities
economies
directors
democracies
theocracies
leaders feature
pathologies of heart
and mind
and...

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I find it amusing
on this perpetually empowering Election
impassioned Selection EarthDay

To wonder why
we have bedroom communities
and yet not live and thrive communications
for eco-political dialogue,
and not so much partisan
disempowering debate,
against co-empowering green governance,

Why not more nakedly
and transparently...

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The Chinese store has everything 
so be observant when you walk in. 
The Chinese store has everything, 
Matchbox, paper bag and red watch
The Chinese store has everything
Wall clock old keys and old lock
The Chinese store...

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HOPE BY N3
Slashed at the throat a blow aimed not at the esophagus but at the vocal cords
Paralyzed by something worst than fear,
Speech grows limp even as silent screams are constrained by shame’s chord.
Tethered like...

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Imagine you live in a daily environment
where and when everything you like
is already yours if you simply ask for this whatever with gratitude,
and is more frustratingly ungraspable if you cannot acquire sufficient gratitude to ask.

And,...

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Cabbage grew ears in a silver basin. How rare! Wow! Exclusive is extremely experienced erotic erogenous errors but tremors can often be counted in the folding, unfolding and refolding of long heavy curtains. A lengthy...

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the wealth of norman England is poised to grow
  towns enlarge, markets exchange, a fresh fertilising sprinkled culture
  kingdoms extend with numbers reducing
  old and new empires jostle, reshaping across continents and...

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SWTOR replicated regarding Warcraft?

Superstar Battles followers have got plenty of assure following your newest creation from your BioWare MMOG, SWTOR. Nonetheless, in the event you give to be able to Cowen & Business expert Doug...

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The Gift of ‘Not’ Knowing

I have toyed with the thought of free-will as a curse
(Hell reserved for bad choices, but Grace earned a joke?)
Is there madness or peace for those gifted by God
(or by dust...

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Am I the Assassin 
        or the Undertaker

                   For Palani...

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Chapter 13: Leaving the River

Our leaving the river I think surprised us both,
But the seeds were sown early in our preparations,
And shared philosophy of following our bliss,
Simply stated, the trip stopped being fun,
Prairie du Chien,...

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Speaking With NonBully VoiceBoxes

Dissociative injustice,
like racist slurs and disinvestments,
retributive oppression
for not being SWM enough,
has ecological roots
in LeftBrain anthro/ego-centered fruit
of fragile disconnected autonomy,
against all competing odds
still struggling to win
against all other elitist competitors
for greatest capital gains
over...

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What is a life when you’re constrained,
your words bound up within your brain,
from fear of punishment without,
from tyrants or folks without doubt?
So all that matters can’t be said,
it makes the soul and spirit dead,
when men...

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Schism
 FAITH is a shield that covers a man from head to toe. True faith surpasses dead works. And now to this title poem. Ed. Note. There is GOD and his SON and his SPIRIT...

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