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    Her Fruits of Majesty

    Your songs are like  An angel’s harp  One thousand horns  Blown by Israfel Your dance is like  A water drop  Naiads on water lilies Exalted by the daffodilies Your bust be like  Two moons  Cosmic sculptors Chiseled thee And your eyes  Shine divine  Minerva’s light  With Athena’s likeness Casting shadows on your lips  Which hold…

    Vox Aeterna

    Words They echo on Across Valkyrie skies Across Valhallan sunsets Across fields of arcadia Across prairies of thanatos Words  They echo on Across Babylonian Gates Across tales of Gilgamesh Across stars of Cosmopolis Across robotic tears Words  They echo on Across Germanic princesses Across dreaming castles Across Caesarean heroes Across Sistine Chapels Words They echo…

    Dice Game

    He was on his knees. Back crouched down so that it was only a bit above horizontal. His hands were pointed forward, but his arms were close to him, tucked in and forming a natural armor. His range of vision was just enough to see the moves of everyone in the game, and whenever any…

    Her Night of Majesty

    Beneath the veil of Kiara  Lie one thousand mysteries  The wonders of the earth  And those sagely epiphanies And her eyes are a miracle: Virgins giving birth  Psalms becoming lyrical Does she hide beneath her veil The Night of Majesty? More holy than one thousand months  A pair of crescent moons In shape of rosy…

    The Recollections

    I  Old World’s Yolk The echoes of time  Are heard  Like wind blowing  Through Sakura petals  Whistle whistle  Can a fragrance  Be heard? In the march  Of history  The footsteps  Run silent  Under the  Boister of  Drum and trumpet  The fragrance is lost  In the whistling  Of the wind  And yet When dawn Approaches  The…

    Heart of The Goddess

    In your psyche More wisdom be Then the bust Of Pallas In your soul More honesty Than the prophets,  In their Ivory Palace And your heart, The beauty that it holds The realm in which It reside Be that cherub’s smile In paradise It’s rhythm,  The ode to joy That ushered in The universe That…

    Beauty’s Kiss

    To get at The beautiful To grasp it As it slips Through your hands Like a fine sand The further You pursue The further She will run And so beauty Be like a woman? Forever the opposite Of what she appears? Her meaning, In contrary  To what she says? And is beauty, truth? Then is…

    Body of The Goddess

    I worship you Every bone  Every tendon  And joint  That grounds Your structure  And your  Heavenly form  That floats above  The curve of Your bosom  Is the  Progenitor  Of my existence  My fountain in  A desert land  Your hair is  Like a fine stroke  Of calligraphy  Flowing and black  And most of all  Beautiful  Like…

    The Divine Sonata

    So deep the Rhine who’s drunk off blood How light the Lethe whose past is blind So heavy, men who recollect the Flood How shallow be the free and spotless mind How shallow be the free How shackled be the kind How monstrous be the men Unbound who do not bind What weight do hold…

    Antigone and Tragic Wisdom

    Summary: Antigone tells the story of the daughters of Oedipus, Antigone and Ismene. After the fall of Oedipus, his son Eteocles becomes the king of Thebes. Polynieces, brother to Eteocles, wages war against Thebes and both the brothers die in battle. After their death, Creon assumes the role of king and decides that while Eteocles…

    Schism

    I sat and looked into the wall   Oh what did I conjure? The wall was white and chipped and tall   To where did I ponder? I heard my mother’s frightened yelp   Oh which sweet ode was sung? The bang the scratch the yells for help   For which noblesse harp strung? “Do as I say.” I…

    Birth of Tragedy in Her Arms

    Loss, vanishing, the death of all That is one and whole in my life Destruction, bliss, primordial envying Life is like a kaleidoscope of phantasmagoric Silhouettes, pretty girls dancing with Devils and elves joined hands with Sentient sunflowers, bliss, bliss In the truest suffering, but how? How can I win on a board Played by…

    Mythos of Love

    Born of Plenty and of Poor Of gods and of man A longing for the intercourse Of all things different The daimon Eros  Shifts from boy to boy Discovering the truth Of transience Bored of its Entropy Eros longs for the Eternal Becoming pregnant first with Laws, Cities, States and Empires As the dust collects…

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