Rain Prison Poems

these songs are about wizards (mostly)
the untroubled child sleeping peacefully

and when the new washing machine
arrives at the same time as the food delivery

you do wonder...

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It never rains
But it pours,
Is an old proverb 
That still endures.  

For: 
When you’ve a leak in your roof 
And your buckets for drips...

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after Ho Chi Minh

I
The stone basin holds
still water. The still water

drinks the arid sponge
as rays of pure energy

slake their thirst on
the ebon wings of crows

II
Yangtze...

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My Freedom is,
  Looking at the world,
  with  child-like wonder,
  compassionate loving and
  Spiritual eyes.
     My...

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At the great concession stand,
They hold back on souvenirs
Mostly, wet stuffed animals in the rain
They trivialize the culture
And submit to their careers
And raise the children...

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Failure is a razor sharp edge. 
Pierces the heart like an arrow. 
Cuts deep into the cartilage,
And does separate the marrow. 

Fault is prison without...

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Charles d'Orleans: a Medieval Marvel


Spring
by Charles d’Orleans (c. 1394-1465)
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Young lovers,
greeting the spring
fling themselves downhill,
making cobblestones ring
with their wild leaps and...

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In the mystery of irony
I have no liberty
Not even in my country
I grieve as sorrows breathe in my nostril. 

Sadness pushes me to speak
But still...

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Foxes found themselves at home 
In a match they could dial in by phone 
A villain came into their midst 
Trying to cure themselves from...

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Finally to Burn: Icarus, Resurrected
by Michael R. Burch

Athena takes me
sometimes by the hand

and we go levitating
through strange Dreamlands

where Apollo sleeps
in his dark forgetting

and Passion seems
like...

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Every Man Has a Dream
by Michael R. Burch

for Beth

Every man has a dream that he cannot quite touch...
a dream of contentment, of soft, starlit rain,
of...

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I drove home from a party one winters night
I'd had quite a few drinks but I felt alright
It was pouring rain as I approached our...

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“Is this place Hell” a prisoner asked his first day there; 
No, just a stop along the way. 
Andersonville Prison, 1864. Hell Upon Earth.

The hounds...

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No cowboy with no hat,
No this with no that.

No cold with no hot,
No baby with no cot.

No Kardashian with no Jenner,
No Asian with no henna.

No...

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"DEVASTATION"


Glenn Gould wrote countless
masterpieces.

I listen daily.

imagine if he had married, 
if he had had children, 
if he had listened to every 
piece of bull-**** given...

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