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The Toastby Michael R. BurchFor longings warmed by tepid suns(brief lusts that animated clay),for passions wilted at the budand skies grown desolate a..
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Tillageby Michael R. BurchWhat stirs within meis no great wellingstraining to flood forth,but an emptinesswaiting to be filled.I am not an orchardread..
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These are poems about "turning thirty" and facing time, maturation, and one's own mortality ...Thirtyby Michael R. BurchThirty crept upon me slowlywit..
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Infatuate, or Sweet Centerless SixteenbyMichael R. BurchInconsolable as “love” had left your heart,you woke this morning eager to pursuewa..
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The State of the Art (?)by Michael R. BurchHas rhyme lost all its reasonand rhythm, renascence?Are sonnets out of seasonand poems but poor pretense?Ar..
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RemembrancebyMichael R. Burcha coronavirus poemRemembrance like a river rises;the rain of recollection falls;frail memories, like vines, entangled,cli..
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Reflections on the Loss of Visionby Michael R. BurchThe sparrow that cries from the shelter of an ancient oak tree and the squirrelsthat dash in delig..
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The Song of Amergin: Modern English TranslationsThe "Song of Amergin" and its origins remain mysteries for the ages. The ancient poem, perhaps the old..
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PremonitionbyMichael R. BurchNow the evening has come to a close and the party is over ...we stand in the doorway and watch as they go―each stra..
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Princess Diana PoemsFairest Dianaby Michael R. BurchFairest Diana, princess of dreams,born to be loved and yet distant and lone,why did you lingerR..
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