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Epigrams
Epigrams by Michael R. Burch

If brevity is the soul of wit
then brevity and levity 
are the whole of it.
—Michael R. Burch

To write an epigram, cram.
If you lack wit, scram!
—Michael R. Burch

Conformists of a feather
flock together.
—Michael...

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Categories: sonnet, bible, metaphor, philosophy, poetry, wisdom, words, writing,
Form: Epigram



Short Stuff: Epigrams
Epigrams by Michael R. Burch



Negligibles
by Michael R. Burch
 
Show me your most intimate items of apparel:
begin with the hem of your quicksilver slip ...



Negotiables
by Michael R. Burch

Love should be more than the sum of its...

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Categories: sonnet, body, clothes, death, eulogy, introspection, love, obituary,
Form: Epigram
State of the Art Iv
State of the Art (IV)

These are my "ars poetica" poems about the art and craft of writing poetry. 



Hearthside
by Michael R. Burch

“When you are old and grey and full of sleep...”  — W. ...

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Categories: sonnet, art, muse, poems, poetry, poets, write, writing,
Form: Rhyme
Wonderland
Wonderland
by Michael R. Burch
 
We stood, kids of the Lamb, to put to test
the beatific anthems of the blessed,
the sentence of the martyr, and the pen’s
sincere religion. Magnified, the lens
shot back absurd reflections of each...

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Categories: allegory, allusion, analogy, crazy, fantasy, imagination, magic,
Form: Sonnet
Poems About Poems I
Poems about Poems (I)



What the Poet Sees
by Michael R. Burch

What the poet sees,
he sees as a swimmer
~~~underwater~~~
watching the shoreline blur
sees through his breath’s weightless bubbles...
Both worlds grow obscure.



Muse/Goddess
by Michael R. Burch

“What will you conceive in...

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Categories: sonnet, creation, god, muse, poems, poetry, poets, words,
Form: Rhyme



Snapshots
Snapshots
by Michael R. Burch

Here I scrawl extravagant rainbows.
And there you go, skipping your way to school.
And here we are, drifting apart
like untethered balloons.

Here I am, creating "art,"
chanting in shadows,
pale as the crinoline moon,
ignoring your face.

There...

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Categories: sonnet, divorce,
Form: Free verse
Erin
Erin, for a girl who embodies Ireland
by Michael R. Burch

All that’s left of Ireland is her hair—
bright carrot—and her milkmaid-pallid skin,
her brilliant air of cavalier despair,
her train of children—some conceived in sin,
the others to avoid...

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Categories: ireland,
Form: Sonnet
Sonnets Lxi-Lxx
Sonnets LXI-LXX

Erin
by Michael R. Burch

All that’s left of Ireland is her hair?
bright carrot?and her milkmaid-pallid skin,

her brilliant air of cavalier despair,
her train of children?some conceived in sin,

the others to avoid it. For nowhere
is evidence of...

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Categories: heart, night, spiritual, wife, words, write, writing,
Form: Sonnet
See
See
by Michael R. Burch

See how her hair has thinned: it doesn’t seem
like hair at all, but like the airy moult
of emus who outraced the wind and left
soft plumage in their wake. See how her eyes
are...

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Categories: age, goodbye, life, loss, time, women,
Form: Sonnet
Sonnets Xxxiii-Xli
Sonnets XXXIII-XLI

The Folly of Wisdom
by Michael R. Burch

She is wise in the way that children are wise,
looking at me with such knowing, grave eyes
I must bend down to her to understand.
But she only smiles, and...

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Categories: child, childhood, children, death, life, time, world,
Form: Sonnet
Juvenilia: Early Poems X
Juvenilia: Early Poems X

These are early poems written in my teens and twenties.

Regret
by Michael R. Burch

Regret,
a bitter
ache to bear...

once starlight
languished
in your hair...

a shining there
as brief
as rare.

Regret,
a pain
I chose to bear...

unleash
the torrent
of your hair...

and show me
once...

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Categories: sonnet, age, child, children, dream, teen, time, war,
Form: Rhyme
You Never Listened
You Never Listened
by Michael R. Burch
 
You never listened,
though each night the rain
wove its patterns again
and trembled and glistened...
 
You were not watching,
though each night the stars
shone, brightening the tears
in her eyes palely fetching...
 
You...

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Categories: baby, birth, children, extended metaphor, feelings, soulmate,
Form: Sonnet
Observance
Observance
by Michael R. Burch

Here the hills are old and rolling
carefully in their old age;
on the horizon youthful mountains
bathe themselves in windblown fountains...

By dying leaves and falling raindrops,
I have traced time's starts and stops,
and I have...

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Categories: loneliness, lonely, longing, loss, lost, seasons, time,
Form: Sonnet
The Tender Weight of Her Sighs
The Tender Weight of Her Sighs
by Michael R. Burch

The tender weight of her sighs
lies heavily upon my heart;
apart from her, full of doubt,
without her presence to revolve around,
found wanting direction or course,
cursed with the thought...

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Categories: creation, depression, divorce, farewell, goodbye, sorrow, sorry,
Form: Sonnet
The State of the Art
The State of the Art (I)
by Michael R. Burch

Has rhyme lost all its reason
and rhythm, renascence?
Are sonnets out of season
and poems but poor pretense?

Are poets lacking fire,
their words too trite and forced?
What happened to desire?
Has...

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Categories: sonnet, art, muse, poems, poetry, poets, romantic, writing,
Form: Verse
The Moon As a Metaphor For Your Mouth
The Moon as a Metaphor for Your Mouth
by Michael R. Burch

When I was closest to love, it did not seem
real at all, but a thing of such tenuous sweetness
it might dissolve in my mouth
like a...

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Categories: candy, love, metaphor, moon, romantic love, sweet,
Form: Sonnet
Sonnets Xlii-Li
Sonnets XLII-LI

Distances
by Michael R. Burch

Moonbeams on water?
the reflected light
of a halcyon star
now drowning in night...
So your memories are.

Footprints on beaches
now flooding with water;
the small, broken ribcage
of some primitive slaughter...
So near, yet so far.



A Surfeit of...

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Categories: bereavement, death, death of a friend, funeral,
Form: Sonnet
Auschwitz Rose
Auschwitz Rose
by Michael R. Burch
											
There is a Rose at Auschwitz, in the briar,
a rose like Sharon’s, lovely as her name.
The world forgot her, and is not the same.
I still love her and extend this sacred...

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Categories: holocaust, horror, tribute, truth, violence, war, world
Form: Sonnet
Pablo Neruda Translations
I love you only because I love you
by Pablo Neruda
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

I love you only because I love you;
I am torn between loving and not loving you,
Between apathy and desire.
My heart vacillates...

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Categories: love, romance, romantic, romantic love, spanish, women,
Form: Sonnet
For All That I Remembered
For All That I Remembered
by Michael R. Burch

For all that I remembered, I forgot
her name, her face, the reason that we loved ...
and yet I hold her close within my thought:
I feel the burnished weight...

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Categories: desire, dream, memory, remember, sad love, soulmate,
Form: Sonnet
Radiance, For Dylan Thomas
Radiance
by Michael R. Burch

for Dylan Thomas

The poet delves earth’s detritus—hard toil—
for raw-edged nouns, barbed verbs, vowels’ lush bouquet;
each syllable his pen excretes—dense soil,
dark images impacted, rooted clay.

The poet sees the sea but feels its meaning—
the...

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Categories: earth, light, love, poems, poetry, poets, words,
Form: Sonnet
Sonnet Lxxxi-Lxxxix
Sonnet LXXXI-LXXXIX

Day, and Night
by Michael R. Burch

The moon exposes pockmarked scars of craters;
her visage, veiled by willows, palely looms.
And we who rise each day to grind a living,
dream each scented night of such perfumes
as drew...

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Categories: dream, earth, flower, moon, music, night, stars,
Form: Sonnet
Come Down, For Harold Bloom
Come Down
by Michael R. Burch

for Harold Bloom

Come down, O, come down
from your high mountain tower.
How coldly the wind blows,
how late this chill hour ...

and I cannot wait
for a meteor shower
to show you the time
must be...

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Categories: books, culture, discrimination, education, extended metaphor, literature,
Form: Sonnet
Pablo Neruda Translation: Every Day You Play
Every Day You Play
by Pablo Neruda
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

Every day you play with Infinity’s rays.
Exquisite visitor, you arrive with the flowers and the water.
You are vastly more than this immaculate head I clasp...

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Categories: sonnet, aubade, beauty, dog, for her, fruit, happiness,
Form: Free verse
Poems About Poems V
Poems about Poems V

Distances
by Michael R. Burch

There is a small cleanness about her,
as though she has always just been washed,
and there is a dull obedience to convention
in her accommodating slenderness
as she feints at her salad.

She...

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Categories: sonnet, metaphor, poems, poetry, poets, words, write, writing,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Shattered Sighs