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It’s only skin,

fat and flakes,

and germs

and that little scar

you received your fourth

birthday—just below the eye.

A piñata error, faltering flies

the bat, the swing:

only skin.




Written by KarlH

October 23, 2011 at 10:09 pm

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“Sailing to Byzantium” by W.B. Yeats

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That is no country for old men. The young

In one another’s arms, birds in the trees

—Those dying generations—at their song,

The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas,

Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long

Whatever is begotten, born, and dies. Caught in that sensual music all neglect

Monuments of unageing intellect.

An aged man is but a paltry thing,

A tattered coat upon a stick, unless

Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing

For every tatter in its mortal dress,

Nor is there singing school but studying

Monuments of its own magnificence;

And therefore I have sailed the seas and come

To the holy city of Byzantium.

Written by KarlH

June 15, 2011 at 12:09 am

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[Notes from the Journal #3]: Uncataloged and Unrevised Poems #1 (6.11.10)

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Though I may perish,
God remains.

Though my body be torn to shreds,
Yet live the Flames.

Though all might forget it,
The Way is still the same.

[And infinite in Its manifestations
Although some are not Its Ways.]

First dark then light then shimmering sameness,
Forever, always.

Written by KarlH

May 23, 2011 at 5:02 am