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Concrete Hearts, the Deep End Keys and the Miniaturist's Poetry of Sleep

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“Concrete Hearts, the Deep End Keys and the Miniaturist's Poetry of Sleep”

Following the Babel paths,
where footprints progress
like rough-hewn braille,
temptation shows i...

Birthday Poem to Myself

...Birthday Poem to Myself
by Michael R. Burch

LORD, be no longer this Distant Presence,
Star-Afar, Righteous-Anonymous,
but come! Come live among us;
come dwell again,
happy child among men—
m...

Who I Am

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"I have built my foundation with life's bricks;
I exist. I am me. And that has been enough. "

                                    Quote by_ Constance

My character traits defin...

Who I Am

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"I have built my foundation with life's bricks;
I exist. I am me. And that has been enough. "

                                    Quote by_ Constance

My character traits define ...

Free Verse Iv

...FREE VERSE VI

Reason Without Rhyme
by Michael R. Burch

I used to be averse
to free verse,
but now I admit
YOUR rhyming is WORSE!

But alas, in the end,
it’s all the same:
all verse is u...

Deadly

...A dying face in static pose
appears like palely marbled stone. 
In bed its normal, I suppose, 
that snowy flesh has milky bone

The falling flakes that feel for air
or wander lost in foreign la...

This World of Dew

...THIS WORLD OF DEW

This world? 
Moonlit dew
flicked from a crane's bill.
—Eihei Dogen Kigen, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Seventy-one?
How long
can a dewdrop last? 
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A Walk, Late Winter's

...As long its walk, moist o'erhangs
This way, that, joint-wended;
As long, you, chill-wetted through
Have, of it, re-stated:

"I doubt this late winter day
Of dullness, redeemably
In a brightnes...

Love Poems I

...LOVE POEMS I by Michael R. Burch

These are love poems by Michael R. Burch: original poems and translations about passion, desire, lust, sex, a first date and dating, a first crush, a first girlfri...

Day, and Night

...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 nig...

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,
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Sonnets Xvii-Xxiv

...Sonnets XVII-XXIV

Discrimination
by Michael R. Burch

The meter I had sought to find, perplexed,
was ripped from books of "verse" that read like prose.
I found it in sheet music, in long rows...

Roses and Lilacs

...Winter
by Michael R. Burch

The rose of love's bright promise
lies torn by her own thorn;
her scent was sweet
but at her feet
the pallid aphids mourn.

The lilac of devotion
has felt the wi...

Nicanor Parra Sandoval Translation: Advice To Young Poets

...Advice to Young Poets
by Nicanor Parra Sandoval
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Youngsters,
write however you will
in your preferred style.
Too much blood flowed under th...

The Persistence of a Memory of Apricot Shampoo

...The Persistence of a Memory of Apricot Shampoo
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...

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