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Hi George. I like the poem. It's mysterious. And the last 3 lines make me think of haiku because, though it seems unrelated, it provides an intriguing or thought provoking juxtaposition.

Thank you Colm and Indar.

Indar, you are spot on about the title. I meant a shift, a sea change. 

The world has long been ending by degree;   we’ve marched around the spun or broken fixtures, savoring decorum that remained - until today.   This fallen planet hasn’t opened wider to imbibe its dead,   seven wrathful angels haven't yet appeared to serve up blood and lesions,   the clamoring of Jan...

Usually I don't like politics and poetry to intertwine because it comes off as preachy. This poem speaks a lot of truth however. On the second reading I got less politics from it and more a simple meditation on the human condition. No politics in this piece, AT. Just a few observations about Americ...

It's not bad...but it's not really saying anything new.  Reminds me of the Dalai Lama:   Man. Because he sacrifices his health in order to make money. Then he sacrifices money to recuperate his health. And then he is so anxious about the future that he does not enjoy the present; the result being t...

Hi Hugh, I see this one as the progression through life, always yearning for something. And the conclusion- that it'll never be enough. Reminds me of this picture(sorry its so big). I'm also intrigued by the last line, it seems like even though nothing was enough, we still have to pay- kind of cyni...

 

Here is an edited version as per all your suggestions. Thanks in advance for your opinions.    Between tick and boom, this house, like silence,   is impenetrable, and love so blatant.   The pungency of dark coffee,   the muted drama of newly rusted leaves   falling past my window,   the scent of her...

Between tick and boom, walls and silence seem impenetrable, and love is naked and blatant. Hi HL, I agree with others this is an arresting poem. One suggestion: I would try to get rid of the repetition of so many "ands" in the first stanza Hi Indar. That is an excellent suggestion. I'm going to fix...

The universe showed up last night in too much makeup,   selling darkness and precipitation. No, I said, and slammed the door,   then watched her from a window while she stood outside.   She looked so small and shabby in her flagging crinoline,   empty faux gem purse in hand, mascara streaked by tea...