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    Ebb Tide
    By Michael R. Burch
    • May 4
    • 1 min

    Ebb Tide

    Massive, gray, these leaden waves bear their unchanging burden— the sameness of each day to day while the wind seems to struggle to say...
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    Resurrecting Passion
    By Michael R. Burch
    • Dec 19, 2021
    • 1 min

    Resurrecting Passion

    Last night, while dawn was far away and rain streaked gray, tumescent skies, as thunder boomed and lightning railed, I conjured words,...
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    Chit Chat: in the Poetry Chat Room
    By Michael R. Burch
    • Oct 7, 2021
    • 2 min

    Chit Chat: in the Poetry Chat Room

    WHY SHULD I LERN TO SPELL? HELL, NO ONE REEDS WHAT I SAY ANYWAY!!! :( Sing for the cool night, whispers of constellations. Sing for the...
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    Step Into Starlight
    By Michael R. Burch
    • Jun 17, 2021
    • 1 min

    Step Into Starlight

    Step into starlight, lovely and wild, lonely and longing, a woman, a child . . . Throw back drawn curtains, enter the night, dream of his...
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    Infinity
    By Michael R. Burch
    • May 20, 2021
    • 1 min

    Infinity

    Have you tasted the bitterness of tears of despair? Have you watched the sun sink through such pale, balmless air that your soul sought...
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    Will There Be Starlight?
    By Michael R. Burch
    • Mar 14, 2021
    • 1 min

    Will There Be Starlight?

    Will there be starlight tonight while she gathers damask and lilac and sweet-scented heathers? And will she find flowers, or will she...
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    Insurrection & Other Poetry
    By Michael R. Burch
    • Nov 22, 2020
    • 2 min

    Insurrection & Other Poetry

    Insurrection She has become as the night—listening for rumors of dawn—while the dew, glistening, reminds me of her, and the wind,...
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    To Flower
    By Michael R. Burch
    • Sep 13, 2020
    • 2 min

    To Flower

    When Pentheus [“grief’] went into the mountains in the garb of the baccae, his mother [Agave] and the other maenads, possessed by...
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    Water and Gold and Other Poems
    By Michael R. Burch
    • Aug 12, 2020
    • 2 min

    Water and Gold and Other Poems

    Water and Gold You came to me as rain breaks on the desert when every flower springs to life at once, but joy’s a wan illusion to the...
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    Southern Icarus and other Poems
    By Michael R. Burch
    • Jun 1, 2020
    • 1 min

    Southern Icarus and other Poems

    Southern Icarus Windborne, lover of heights, unspooled from the truck’s wildly lurching embrace, you climb, skittish kite . . . What do...
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    Sappho's "Hymn to Aphrodite"
    Translation
    • Apr 20, 2020
    • 2 min

    Sappho's "Hymn to Aphrodite"

    Immortal Aphrodite, throned in splendor! Wile-weaving daughter of Zeus, enchantress, and beguiler! I implore you, dread mistress,...
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    In the Whispering Night
    By Michael R. Burch
    • Mar 9, 2020
    • 1 min

    In the Whispering Night

    For George King In the whispering night, when the stars bend low till the hills ignite to a shining flame, when a shower of meteors...
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    Pan
    By Michael R. Burch
    • Nov 10, 2019
    • 1 min

    Pan

    ... Among the shadows of the groaning elms, amid the darkening oaks, we fled ourselves ... ... Once there were paths that led to coracles...
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    To Have Loved
    By Michael R. Burch
    • Aug 26, 2019
    • 2 min

    To Have Loved

    Helen, bright accompaniment, accouterment of war as sure as all the polished swords of princes groomed to lie in mausoleums all eternity...
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    Love Has a Southern Flavor
    By Michael R. Burch
    • Dec 1, 2018
    • 1 min

    Love Has a Southern Flavor

    Love has a Southern flavor: honeydew, ripe cantaloupe, the honeysuckle’s spout we tilt to basking faces to breathe out the ordinary, and...
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    Observance
    By Michael R. Burch
    • Oct 8, 2018
    • 1 min

    Observance

    Here the hills are old and rolling carefully in their old age; on the horizon youthful mountains bathe themselves in windblown fountains...
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    ''Moments'' & Other Poems
    By Michael R. Burch
    • Jul 23, 2018
    • 1 min

    ''Moments'' & Other Poems

    Moments There were moments full of promise, like the petal-scented rainfall of early spring, when to hold you in my arms and to kiss...
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    Poetry
    By Michael R. Burch
    • May 7, 2018
    • 2 min

    Poetry

    Poetry, I found you where at last they chained and bound you; with devices all around you to torture and confound you, I found...
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    Ibykos Fragment 286, Circa 564 B.C.
    Translation
    • May 3, 2018
    • 1 min

    Ibykos Fragment 286, Circa 564 B.C.

    Come spring, the grand apple trees stand watered by a gushing river where the maidens’ uncut flowers shiver and the blossoming grape vine...
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