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National Poetry Month 10 – Hosanna
He raised Lazarus from the dead called him from the tomb his sister Mary thought that the smell would be overpowering. But out he walked, still bound in soiled cloth. No worse for the wear. “I am the resurrection and the life,” He told her. He then went home. Jerusalem rolled out the red carpet…
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National Poetry Month – 9 Dead Forest
“That forest is dead” our guide told us again. “The trees turned red, their needles sharp little vessels of poison. Even the dirt if disturbed can kill you in time. There are broken down elements secret atoms with unknown half-lives that are shadows and these shadows can never be illuminated. The army men, they came…
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Christmas 2021
Merry Christmas! Another year nearly gone, another world left behind us. For every year that passes is a change of the world; chemically, biologically, socially, spiritually. We often think of how the Earth abides through all of what we go through, that this spinning ball is forever fixed under our feet. But Earth is dynamic.…
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On Ice
Simulate a cold November evening in New York City imagine rolling clouds of icy fog chilling exposed skin and long legs dressed in nylon stockings listen to ship’s horns in the harbor they’re echoing off of art deco fenestrations feel the buffeting from soft vibrations of deep-running subway cars and the honking of taxi cabs…
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Conserv-A-Tiv, Inc.
A few enterprising folks from AIPAC found the spot where the original manger Jesus was born in stood they raised $1.1 billion in capital and built a Trump Hotel on top of it. The neon sign on the 50th floor flashes “ISRAELI/AMERICAN LOVE” The capitalists ride the elevator to the penthouse suites drink out the…
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National Poetry Month: “Archimedes Talks about Wind”
The elements still stand at four. We’ve exhausted earth. Fire. Water. Now the wind begs for our leash. One can hear it shushing through leaves in tall birch trees. Branches bending gently on a warm evening in Sextilis. Can you feel it on your skin? Conscript the breeze. Make it work like a donkey walking…
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National Poetry Month: “Iron II”
For the eager guard and the staunch commander, in a wooden crate it knows its fate. Rusted, black a blunted point its sits and waits for a human joint. Like hungry chicks tossed some feed the hammer-bearer feels the need. To pound with clank the flattened head into flesh, into bone the heavy nail driven…
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Exiles from the Light – Now Available
Exiles from the Light My new book “Exiles from the Light” is now available from Amazon. A whole bunch of great poems about war and peace, freedom, exploration, St. Peter, aliens, science-fiction writers, and exiles of all stripes. Fully illustrated by me, in color!
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26 April 1986
I don’t know what I am doing but that’s just how it goes from this control room I can see a march of lights bright red and gold like May Day in Moscow missles rolling away on diesel trucks the crowds in awe at apparatchiks in uniform vibrations underfoot like the stamping feet of endless…
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Sci-Fi Society
We were young crowded around those tables knocking elbows cockeyed looking at the ladies trying to be suave trying to be Cary Grant and Jimmy Stewart with Cagney faces but we played fire with words hitting keys hard typewriters splintering that wide future seductive, erotic in the way virgin boys dreamed about it while the…
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My poem “Lone tree: Nature communes in a dream-like landscape,” is up at Quail Bell Magazine today!
Originally posted on Jennifer MacBain-Stephens: http://www.quailbellmagazine.com/the-unreal/poem-lone-tree-nature-communes-in-a-dream-like-landscape Poem: Lone Tree: Nature Communes in a Dream-Like Landscape Words by Jennifer MacBain-Stephens Image by Julia McGlew http://www.quailbellmagazine.com
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One Year On
I didn’t realize the interesting coincidence of announcing some good news and celebrating the first year of the Numinous Cosmos’s existence! I have written over 15,000 words for my blog and shared several of my drawings and other projects with you. I am grateful for all of the individuals who have read and commented on my work and…
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High on Hydrogen
There was a time when the skies of Earth held leviathans. Quicksilver flashing overhead, the roar of diesel engines, shadows that would cover whole city blocks, ocean liners in the air. Across the Atlantic the airships would go, cruising at nearly 90 miles an hour, waiters serving beverages and hot meals in the dining rooms.…
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Stereophonic
I absolutely love the Beatles. I first really heard them (as opposed to listening) when I was 13. After that first heady dose of pure awesome, I was hooked. Over the years I have collected all of their albums, official and unofficial, as well as amassing hundreds of bootlegs of every quality. One of the things I enjoy least about the Beatles oeuvre is…
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That Means A Lot
I love to edit Beatles bootlegs to make something close to a “what if” version that could have been released during their incredible and prolific existence. This is my version of take 21 of “That Means Alot,” a funky little song that had all the earmarks of a Paul McCartney I-wrote-this-in-20-minutes-what-do-you-think-guys? tune.
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VJ Doran’s Story~Helping a Friend in Need.
Please visit the new blog I created for VJ here: http://helpvjdoran.wordpress.com I also created a Chip In page, http://supportvjdoran.chipin.com/vj-doran-and-family Please donate whatever you can, this man deserves it.
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The Great Frontier
The history of space exploration is studded with examples of ‘what could have been’. So many missions of discovery shut down, underfunded, and left to rot as infeasible. The Soviet Union and the United States made an art form of one-upmanship-The Soviets had the first man in space, the US the better interplanetary probes; the…
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