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Spasms of Lunacy: Triolet

Posted on June 29, 2025 by JMN

There are lessons to be found in these ancient desks where many hearts are gouged.(Peter Kline) A There are lessons to be found in theseB Halls where horny boys now dead had trudged. c The ancient desks where many hearts … Continue reading →

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Caviar Bumps at Butterworth’s: Triolet

Posted on June 18, 2025 by JMN

A The scene is festive. Where the flames are fedB Tainted choirs croon, “More and more is less.”c Spuds fried in tallow — gag me with a spoon!A The scene is festive where the flames are fed.a In the eyes, … Continue reading →

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We’re Quanta Spawned by a Polyvalence

Posted on April 12, 2025 by JMN

President Trump issued a separate executive order in January proclaiming that there are only two sexes. If the unitary executive wants to go all binary, then Him and Her it is. God knows, She has had her problems, starting with … Continue reading →

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Nor Tear nor Rant, But Cogent, Urgent, Plangent Tangent

Posted on April 7, 2025 by JMN

More I can’t:The title is my tear. How did you in yourHead say tear? As in go on a tear,Or shed a tear? One rhymes with fearAnd one with bear Market. That, my friend’s,Enjambment for you. Fake news flash! A … Continue reading →

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Song-Sketch: Larrupin’ Twang in a Man Hat

Posted on December 15, 2024 by JMN

Attention, Nashville balladeers: Key of… why not?… C. I commend this hatchling of a hit (be sure to credit me) to the key of C.  The key of C is the key musicologists explain least incompetently but most deludedly. After … Continue reading →

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Start at the Center

Posted on December 12, 2024 by JMN

Start at the center of the faceAnd work outwardsThe center’s where the features areWhat surrounds is just outline Start at the center of the centerAnd work out whatIs where the center startsWhat surrounds is more of that Stare at the … Continue reading →

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Poetry Isn’t nor Is. It Happens or Doesn’t.

Posted on December 10, 2024 by JMN

— For all the maimed and dead. Happens on a FujiHappens on a GalaHappens on a HoneycrispHappens on a Granny SmithHalving the appleQuartering the appleEighth-ing the apple(Can you say that?)Knife slides across skin’Til skin gives inApple tears at the blade … Continue reading →

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Song of My Selves

Posted on October 13, 2024 by JMN

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Morning Fruit

Posted on September 23, 2024 by JMN

When I write, I say words in my mind. I’m pretty sure I can type words as fast as I can think them. Sometimes it seems I’ve typed them even faster than that! I wash and slice an organic Ambrosia … Continue reading →

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The Ballad of Forty-Six

Posted on September 13, 2024 by JMN

DJ, my lord! The grail from which you suprunneth over, sir, with fulsomeness.By your leave I’ll tell it like it is:JD, as well, sips from a frothy cup. DJ, JD, a mirror’s dream times two,chosen well you have, each one … Continue reading →

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