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Collection 13: Philosophical Poems

 Epistemological Breakdown, Law and Liberty, Perspectives Epistemological Breakdown Somewhere in the great nowhere Which is mostly where we live now Hear silent thunder, watch the dark flashes Of our war upon our minds. From the freezing North Blizzards of research papers bear Proofs that there can never be anyone At home to read them. From fecund southern jungles Simian hoots and squeals blare Out the triumph of unreason In the strangling dark. Between gibberish and prose Poets have nothing to say So we let off a few fireworks To defy the void. There was once a healer Who presided at the wedding Of soul and substance, word and world But we sacked him. Broken homes bring banishment. We tramp the streets of ransacked cities Littered with scribbled papers, Hooted and haunted. Law and Liberty Symbol of Rolling liberty This wave’s exact curl And dash upon the shore Is no stampede of freedom: Or deeper where the shark Slides silent in the water His fanged tyranny Has not the sea’s licen...

New for Autumn 2026: Lifelines, Migraine...

Lifelines I remember when I could still see The lifelines in my unhardened hands. Now they’re lost in a maze of wrinkles. Is it the tools I have gripped, trying  To tend the worn and broken? The scribbling of a thousand pencils As I pursue that elusive masterpiece? The weary worrying at keyboards? Is it snowdrops planted, roses pruned, Compost shifted and spread? Guys who nurture gardens Can’t be all bad, surely? I hope some of it is fingers pressed to strings,  Stirring sweet chords to life… I hope Little of it is fists formed for fear or fight. But at my best I wish this net of wrinkles, Drawn through the trickling stream of diminishing days, Holds in its mesh caresses, tears wiped, Comfort for the lost and lonely, Even, sometimes, the hungry fed? My kids embraced and knowing they are loved… Then I could feel that, in the slow Withering away of my palms, they might At least have grasped something. Migraine A diamond rattler coils around my sight A rainbow chainsaw rasping th...