May 14, 2017 | Grief, Gus Stevens, Quatrains
When he broke, the yoke of him spilled out and there was an anger in his sadness. Horror at the young boy’s laughing shout, the sickening mirth and ringing gladness over the destruction his hands had wrought. The boys had found the nest beneath the leaves on a...
Apr 23, 2017 | Alexandrine, Bible Story, Gus Stevens, Lot, Pentameter, Quatrains
In the court of God, Abram asked for sinful men if he’d spare the many for the sake of the few. But fifty could not be found, nor forty, nor ten; he dared not ask for one because he knew. He knew that even righteous Lot shared in their shame; he knew the Law...
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...
Jan 29, 2017 | Gus Stevens, Quatrains, Rubaiyat
Sounds are metamorphed by fear, and trolls grind their teeth with the bones of a butchered hind. Such are the thoughts that will not let you sleep when silence paints the visions of the blind. The bravest have the coward souls of sheep huddled together against the...
Nov 28, 2016 | Bible Story, Gus Stevens, Quatrains, Rubaiyat
The plates were full and all the wine provided by the levies of the King, misguided though he was, until the finger wrote “you are Numbered. Numbered. Weighed. Divided.” You dress in purple and that garotte of golden chains weighs heavy on your royal...
Nov 3, 2016 | Aging, Quatrains, Rubaiyat, The Work of Greater Minds
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on; nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it. […] With Earth’s first Clay They did the Last Man knead, And there...
