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56Poem: Hospital View
by barranca
The houses huddle In the foggy winter morning Around the outlying Parking lots of the hospital on the hill, Like vassals camped outside The Lord’s castle, Awaiting his judgments... published 14 months ago
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55Poem: Ode to an old banker's lunchroom
by barranca
Your ceiling is high And space-giving, You still have time, In your intelligence, For an expansive bare wall, Your simple globes of light hang their Long distance down, Your giant stainless Coffeemaker stands... published 14 months ago
53Poetry: Allen Ginsberg: King of May
by barranca
Allen Ginsberg, may peace be upon him, was one of the great poets of the last half of the 20th century in my modest opinion. He also showed the way with his life: the way to peace, love and justice. Here is... published 11 months ago
54Winter Reverie
by barranca
On the first day of vacation the frosty damp snow, falls and covers the drab, leftover snow and ice, the trees are newly enameled with white calm. The pot of coffee offers a particularly pleasing obscure... published 14 months ago
55Poem: La Cienaga
by barranca
This is the town where I grew up. The poem is about my childhood. The Ciénaga The ciénaga, my mother's terror, Filled with oil, tar, water and floating islands Of shrubs and debris, Was just down a... published 16 months ago
57Poem: The Mallard
by barranca
Greedy for beauty he scrutinizes the mallard's green feathered sheen. Sensing his need, the mallard swims away allowing him wide berth. published 14 months ago
53Poem: Commence
by barranca
In my concrete closet, I sink below the hill and pray. Your busy conversations and activities will make sense, I bless you all in silence among the roots and rocks--- It is hard to teach imagination, the... published 13 months ago
53Rumi: poet
by barranca
One of my favorite poets is Rumi, the great Sufi poet of the thirteenth century. He has become much better known in the West during the last twenty years through the translating efforts of Coleman Barks. ... published 13 months ago
49Poem: High View
by barranca
High View Stone other self, you watch from on high view, Solemn, indifferent, adamantine While I alternately rage and whine, Search rubble and slime For any clue. published 14 months ago
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