Ezra Pound Manifesto

The passion’s free without pentameter. The word, more than the sum of all its parts. Oppose the cosmic poet’s well-worn phrase. Descriptive hue; green, sunlit energy. Free, open verse: eternity’s white space. The spirit: forlorn faces in a crowd. Imagine death: ghost-blossoms on a bough. photo by Jacqueline Casey

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The End of Eden

“The End of Eden” Eve offered it to Adam: “Take a bite!” Meanwhile, the devil wormed his slimy way into the apple’s core and out of sight. “Hey, Eve, where did you find this fruit today?” My friend, the snake, said ‘eat it’ and I did.” As Eve complained her stockings had a run, poor…

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“The Gift”

How may I give you my unconditional love? Pent-up, it is difficult. Placed in this small box it presses hard and escapes this tsunami in my soul. The Sodoka (a pair of Katauka) is a single poem which may address the same subject from different perspectives.  It consists of 2 to 3 line Katauka, the syllabic pattern…

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911 Ceremony

Our face denies emotion with our stancethough years of suffered loss bring no relief.Today we view the gas mask with a glanceas firemen-stunned among the Tower’s grief.Our calm defies the hurt within recalledthat day we ran through dust as panic stings.Our hair turns white remembering their fallthat day when ashes flew our feet had wings.

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“The End of Love”

“The End of Love” That end to our emotions mixed with doubt.That chill is in the air and she’s a thief.Her danse macabre comes with September’s routwhen green things turn and wither with relief. When colors drunk with abnormalitycry out; their bloody cost then tossed to ground.Their voices hushed. Dry, crackled brevity.Plain-parted things, their dust cannot be…

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Originally posted on jacquelinecaseypoetry.com:
“The Meeting” If we should meet another time, my heart when we depart this world and travel far, remember how the looks between us start us to another place among the stars. Our love a pensive gaze; a sparkling shower of light where we embrace the need of each. Like…

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Fake News

“Fake News” The educated voter hears both sides. Unfortunate, our citizen can’t split his time or work to find where Truth resides; where Nervous Nancy’s lying Left might sit. The Left has left our borders open wide yet still need magic pill to beat our Trump. Let Tyranny’s Majority decide and give beloved nation final…

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For All The Beautiful, Young Men

“For All the Beautiful, Young Men” I see the courage in their brave-lit eyes as Omaha becomes their shining hour. The camera’s caught the morning’s gray, dull skies. Men wait; committed with the bravest power. The ramp now opens; there’s the glint of morn. There is no turning back; no time to pause. Momentum made…

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The Flowers of the Field

Photo by Priceless Times Photography “The Flowers of the Field” The reach within your baby hands so sweet make father want to hold back ticking time but even you, my child , are forced to meet a different kind of father in this rhyme. He’s called old Time and steals your innocence Allows your golden…

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