-Editor and Chief-

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  • Devotion

    -Editor and Chief-

    The formals must be formal,

    And precision is a nice hole

    But not enunding

     

    That's but excluded is my poems

    From having not one of those

    Or a superfluous over thought;

     

    Surely I got taught

    But omne ars poetica

    Means all art is art

     

    About art

    And what's not's well κακά

    And a shame be the business

     

    If the work don't explicate

    The work the work is

    Rank for its celibate

     

    Not trounced sufficient in the thickets

    With a Maribel or Steven

    Being Maribel or Steven

     

    Celebrate like an old friend can see an alligator!

    I can see an alligator

    Who is eight feet tall in the thickest

     

    Grown broths under earths

    To jumble soils in straight mounds of overripe

    Bursted blackberries like I see 'em

     

    So then tinsel me brave &

    Be ML & Vir Sentae

    Means tinsel me brave

     

    & be one-thousand and fifty

    & the husband to

    A rugged dainty

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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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