Long Inveterate Poems

Back Door Side Door Front Door : Which door might a Confucian take
 
..................for René ETIEMBLE (Jan. 26, 1909 – Jan. 7, 2002)*

In homage - dedicated to the Chair Professor of Comparative Literature
.................at the prestigious...

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On the need to avoid being envious: Canto XVII, K161, K162 of the THIRUK-KURAL, Translation with Commentary

[ ENVY, of course, knows no racial nor ethnic boundaries, but I wouldn't be wrong, I dare say, ...

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The crime is snowed over, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s  Il neige sur le crime

Are we buried under snow holding our silence
in what immense Cimmerian (collision) of terror ?
The mouth kept open in the shriek...

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Aftermath of war: onerous task...

to salvage flotsam and jetsam
of human wreckage
amidst a sea where triage
witnessed courtesy scattered corpses
populating the Gaza strip
more'n pound of cold flesh
forced sacrifice appeasing
vengeance usurped quarterage
tendered for countless generations
predominantly innocent victims
hostages held...

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REFLECTIONS ON POSTWAR AMERICAN PRESIDENTS
 
Truman became President by accident, which
probably explains why, on the whole, he did a good job.
Eisenhower, deprecated as an inveterate bungler,
a shillyshallying,  grinning incompetent,
is now beginning to emerge as...

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Part Three

Whether or not relations with the uncultured enamour
Do not seek to succour what should sour

What does it matter if you gain or lose inferiors
Who feather their own nests and leave you in a mess

Those...

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     Unquotable quotes -  III

When in Rome, do as the Roman Nero.
The rain in Spain falls mainly on the vain and the 
       ...

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Now you’re turning to the south
To save your battered face,
To claim some sort of victory
By flattening the place.

If soldiers cannot win your war
You’ll bomb and you will shell:
Blow everything to smithereens,
Turn towns to living hell.

Your...

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Top notch legal scholar Erin Go Braw
     (less concerned about being fair versus
     abominable, irrevocable, and execrable
     unforgivable oversight most holy "M" &...

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never do listen to sweet sirenes´ call
promises made by them lead to your fall
they try to lull you into a false peace
claiming that all of your problems would cease


go read their faces they just need...

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for R, my dear friend fighting against BPD



whether you're happy or feel very sad
think you are likeable or mostly bad
find yourself unsightly or rather pretty
wallow in pleasure or cheerless self-pity


whether use make up to smooth...

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LONDON     JOURNEY    FASCINATION

First time on a mainline LNER   train  *
When you’re  five’s  a signal whistle
For six hours Kings Cross   to ...

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Who am I, really?  I want to explore my taproot
I am h-o-m-o sapiens, by gender, one of those males
A protestant of the Christian faith, entirely moot,
A writer of many sermons, stories, poems, and tales
A...

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Have we embarked a Ship of Fools
By forsaking the Golden Rule?
And, have we formed a neutral state
Sitting astride the Fence of Fate?

Our devalued civility,
Desensitized humanity,
Deprecated charity,
By deranged personalities.

Appeasing now a mindless guise -
Alternative truth's specious...

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Standing tall and proud as Punch, Albert, my Suffolk, softens to receive his collar.
I lift the hames across his back,
throw over pad and traces, belts and chains,
while he stands like a scholar.
He has a generosity...

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The most abominable aspect of war is its necessity.


To where are you marching, soldier,
Is it to some dreadful foreign war?
Why must you leave your home again,
As you’ve done so many times before?
Where this morn does...

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When I am gone, I will regret expended time 
I wasted lavishly on matters less sublime. 

For too long I have been in constant motion til 
Inveterate blindfold broke loose and let me see -
World's...

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Once again unrelenting sadness knocks at my door,
Like the inveterate seeker of my generous charity
Calls on others like me and always demanding more.

Could it be that I am a lone favored mark to score?
And I...

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Sitting on a sun-ripened block
colossal.
Sitting in the sun again
I try to control
and strip my clothes,
look my best
for the Colossus of Rhodes.

If I could be satisfied and told
of a refresh of feeling and sense:
the intimacy of...

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July 29, 1890

Colored daubs and swatches
crave artist’s practiced hand.
Justice, nearly blind, yet watches—
unwrought art upon a stand.

Regard the brushes in a row—
the palettes and the sponges.
Genius maimed by status quo,
vain a hope that fate expunges.

Guttered...

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The illicit flames of cajole will wane like an impetuous act of wind.
Annul with impervious aplomb
Waxing perspicacious avenues
Clearing the nebulous
The schism extricate judicious clarity
Vicarious envoy
Omnious stance
Intrinsic string of which I now belong accrues each dawn
Tenable...

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There was a man from Asia, it was me,
I could not fit in with the norm, I was beastly;
And so, I was living in the desolate woods,
Far away from the consumer goods.

As time passed hormones...

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Alone in his cell, an inmate said,
"Truly, I have escaped the baseness of humans-
that inveterate vice which condones condemnation.”
No longer will he mistake loathing for love, enmity for
amenity or abhorrence for adoration.
Here, who you are,...

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The turning sphere of history remains without merit
Until we earn again for ourselves that which we inherit;
The open window admits the gifter and the grifter. 

Passionate pages seeking to be filled with meaning,
Accept copy and...

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A morning with golden ray comes here
The eyes open its sight to near and far
As if, all were till awaken on spot of loser!
The eyes cry more, cry in the lodging tear!

Not afar that’s insight...

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