Jul 14, 2016 | Gus Stevens, Humor, Rondel
Back when I was afraid of bees with a fear most grave and sober; I would flinch when they’d flyover, would shrink and beg my mother, “Please let me stay inside away from these!” Whining from May to October. Yes, I was once afraid of bees but now I...
Jul 10, 2016 | Gus Stevens, Regret, Songs for the Dead, Sonnet, Terza Rima
Scarlett, O Scarlett, you are self-destroyed because you would not see your truest friend and despised all you might have else enjoyed. I ache over you, as the pages end, though, yes, “Tomorrow is another day.” We knew your iron will would never bend;...
Jul 5, 2016 | Gus Stevens, Moss Kingdom, Terza Rima
“This is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, … Loud from its rocky caverns, the deep-voiced neighboring ocean Speaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest.” -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow from Evangeline...
Jul 1, 2016 | Aging, Erotic, Gus Stevens, Love, Sinner's Psalms vol. 2, Sonnet, Victorian Sonnet
The bargain wine and complimented treats were finished hours ago: the hotel’s gift for our tenth anniversary. Now, as we shift our bodies beneath borrowed cotton sheets, could there be a better time to rehearse the old arguments, those familiar friends? Our...
Jun 27, 2016 | Bible Story, Gus Stevens, Multi-Syllabic Rhyme, The Unspeakable Name vol. 2
Does God still have a body? Buried though he was? And risen now as from a seed with root and stem. Then branches, varied, grow up like cedars towering above those reeds that fringe the Styx where souls are ferried slow to find new bodies. It’s said they’ll...
Jun 26, 2016 | Gus Stevens, Humor, Limerick
What can you say when your friend’s turning thirty? I search for a word that is noble and worthy. That didn’t quite fit. You’re all thinking it: The best rhyme has always been, “dirty.” Share...
