Aug 2, 2011 | Commissioned, Gus Stevens, Humor, Picture Challenge, Sonnet, Victorian Sonnet
Webster Wagner was born in Palatine just a stepping stone between Rome and Troy as you ride the old New York Central line from Albany straight west to Illinois. He built quite a home alongside the bridge, a mansion of the Mohawk Valley ‘tween the Adirondack and...
Jul 21, 2011 | Commissioned, Gus Stevens, Moss Kingdom, Picture Challenge, Sonnet, Victorian Sonnet
Snow melts from these peaks feed not the Tiber but push the aging Auser’s modest mills. Common threads they keep, but silken fiber will be sold to greater Florence for her frills. When the Fuhrer the Gothic line made green to crop the conquest of his conquerors,...
Jul 18, 2011 | Gus Stevens, Irregular Rhyme, Sonnet, The Unspeakable Name vol. 1
It has been the habit of your holy ones to grieve, their faces bent over an empty bowl, and in their fast they found you hotter than the cooking coal. Yet we can barely sit to pray, our stomachs full, and are lulled to sleep by a thousand bites; our bellies to our...
Jul 17, 2011 | Sonnet, The Work of Greater Minds, Victorian Sonnet
Holy Sonnet 19 by John Donne Oh, to vex me, contraries meet in one: Inconstancy unnaturally hath begot A constant habit; that when I would not I change in vows, and in devotion. As humorous is my contrition As my profane love, and as soon forgot: As riddlingly...
Jul 8, 2011 | Gus Stevens, Sonnet, The Unspeakable Name vol. 1, Victorian Sonnet
From the ashes of Sinai, He commands us to eat no thing that has not hooves but paws for earth itself fell victim to our hands; the ground grows thorns and the cat has grown claws. To think, the lion once grazed like a goat but now he stalks the young and ill to maul—...
Feb 23, 2011 | Commissioned, Gus Stevens, Moss Kingdom, Picture Challenge, Sonnet, Victorian Sonnet
Behold the prince, the winged monarch as he circles, circles in the midday breeze and in robes of orange and train of black could dark the skies and bring the impious to his knees. This army, in ever ancient loyalty, emerges from its chrysalis to fill the heavens with...
