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0051 The Blackbird Of Truth
Waiting for the train, listeningto the blackbird singingacross the railway lineI whistled a musical game with itof call and response,variations..
© Michael Shepherd
0051 From Plotinus: Enneads 4 And 6
Often, I awaken to myself,as from this earthly body lifted up;and feel external to all other things,myself the single knower past all thought;I..
© Michael Shepherd
0050 Tears Stolen From Tara
tears and fears,run away;run as fast asfears run high,run as fast astears run dry,yesterdayis now today;nor should sorrowthink tomorrow;tears and..
© Michael Shepherd
0050 Morning Rain In Early Autumn
Today the soft rain isnot falling, rather blessing,as gentle as mercy,making the airmore airy, if that can be,nature’s air conditioning let’s crudely..
© Michael Shepherd
0050 Margaret B.
You knew her better than I – you’dlooked after her when her splendideccentricity which the English do so wellwent beyond the bounds that others set…I..
© Michael Shepherd
0049 One For The Inner Child
Me, I prefer a long talewith a happy ending,said the pythonglancing at theReaders' Digeston return fromthe restroom(for Jerry,who likesshort poems)
© Michael Shepherd
0048 On First Reading Rilke
Out of the cageyou had not known you were inwith a freedombeyond what you thought it to beinto the spaciousnesswhich was boundlessand a joywhich..
© Michael Shepherd
0047 Ode To The Goddess Of Punctuation
I sing of punctuation....'What? ', you say,'I've never heard a sonnet on that theme! ';and thus this modest goddess, clothed in grace,performs her..
© Michael Shepherd
0046 The Measured Life
Here in the garden at the break of day,the air’s been washed with holy water overnight,and it’s so peaceful, as if nature at this hourreplays..
© Michael Shepherd
0046 Jewel Of Blood
A fine morning and the side-streets emptythen turning the corner,in the middle of the roada pigeon - grey-mauve, plump and feather-perfect,one wing..
© Michael Shepherd
0046 Cursory Nursery Hairy Tail
Can a leopardchange its spots?'In a way...'said Darwin,tied in knots...Then woulda leopardspot its changes?'Evolutionmight arrange this...'
© Michael Shepherd
0045 Like, Iconic, Man...
Iconic.It’s one of those media buzz-wordscoined out of some personal conceitlike ‘magisterial’ some years backor ‘superbabe’ or ‘uberdiva’to indicate..
© Michael Shepherd
0045 In Honour Of Ahmad Shamlu, Poet, Teacher
She so loved Himwas so beloved of Himthat He spoke to her and saidmy belovedask of Me whatsoever you wishand she saidwithout hesitationmy Lord,fill..
© Michael Shepherd
0044 Liste Ye Thertyl Allé Thynge Ye Speke
Allé thyngés speke the name of godde.Trete allé thynge as lichsome lissom maydethatte fore thu yearne to daunce as cheke to chekeas for to sense the..
© Michael Shepherd
0042 For Billy Collins
Chess is more than dancing queens,hockey's even played on ice;a little difficulty toogives poetry an extra spice.
© Michael Shepherd
0041 Unaraluk The Shaman
In the very earliest time,when knowledge was loveand truth was goodnessand words had power,people and animalslived as brother and sister,parent and..
© Michael Shepherd
0041 In The Rifle's Foresight
In fifty years, when Jerusalem's gone,flattened by an Arab atomic bomb,to whom will be the spoils, in this tear-stained land,lifeless, radio-active..
© Michael Shepherd
0041 Goods Train In The Night
Film meets the poetic image,and in some things never fails – as whenout there alone in the prairie -the steppes, the tundra,snowfields, desert -past..
© Michael Shepherd
00401 The First Time
There's a first timefor everythingsaid Godgiving the Wordto start it allthere's a first timefor everythingI've just readyour poemsand I feel so..
© Michael Shepherd
0040 For Tara's Friends Named And Unnamed
They’re trained to do the work of lovedispassionatelyas if they are the most loving friendsthat you could ever haveand, miraculously,there to help..
© Michael Shepherd
0039 Well, Chop My Prose!
…for that’s the way that poetry goes…and goes…mere pose, tapped out as prose…Yes, most of us, these days, undisciplined,approach the temple of pure..
© Michael Shepherd
0039 On The Morning Of Christ's Nativity
This starry dawn - the wise men yet afar -the shepherds are abed, their night's task done.Is Mary tired? Or, as one untouched?All birth's a miracle;..
© Michael Shepherd
0038 Why I'M Ashamed Of Being British
It was so easy being a British childin the 1930s:everything was – or so it seems to memory’sselective mind - so ordered:how old was I, when I..
© Michael Shepherd
0038 Underthings
See this table top. Smooth, waxedto a point, a soup stain which perhapsa finger nail will lift. Beneath the surface,atoms, molecules, tension and..
© Michael Shepherd
0038 The Stein Way
she said you ask mewhat the poem's aboutand I'm saying it's aboutwhatever it's aboutto you that's a poemand there's another poemwhich is what it's..
© Michael Shepherd