Aug 21, 2018 | Alexandrine, Daughter, Grief, Gus Stevens, Hexameter, Love
The little girl did not know what he was at first— the yellow thing that did not drop if you let go. Still he filled her with so much joy she’d either burst or grow wings so she could float with him through the air. He smiled from above while she laughed along...
Feb 13, 2017 | Gus Stevens, Love, Multi-Syllabic Rhyme, Sonnet, Victorian Sonnet
Today’s the second month and fourteenth day of yet another year. When paper hearts are cut from folded pink and Love portrayed as a cartoon infant, blind and armed with darts to skewer Spring’s first sons. Meanwhile pitchmen ply their wares: the...
Feb 6, 2017 | Erotic, Love, Quatrains, The Work of Greater Minds
Naked was my dark love, and, knowing my heart, Adorned in but her most sonorous gems, Their high pomp decked her with the conquering art Of Moorish slave girls crowned with diadems. Dancing for me with lively, mocking sound, This world of stone and metal, brittle and...
Feb 4, 2017 | Love, The Work of Greater Minds, Villanelle
Are you not weary of ardent ways, Lure of the fallen seraphim? Tell no more of enchanted days. Your eyes have set man’s heart ablaze And you have had your will of him. Are you not weary of ardent ways? Above the flame the smoke of praise Goes up from ocean rim to rim....
Jan 27, 2017 | Aging, Love, Sonnet, The Work of Greater Minds, Victorian Sonnet
Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain; Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink And rise and sink and rise and sink again; Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath, Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone;...
Oct 11, 2016 | Erotic, Italian Sonnet, Love, Sonnet, The Work of Greater Minds
Lying asleep between the strokes of night I saw my love lean over my sad bed, Pale as the duskiest lily’s leaf or head, Smooth-skinned and dark, with bare throat made to bite, Too wan for blushing and too warm for white, But...
