The Mezunian

Die Positivität ist das Opium des Volkes, aber der Spott ist das Opium der Verrückten

October Friday 13 Sonnet

Accompanying music:Your browser doesn’t support HTML5 audio. Here is a link to the audio instead. Lemon drops on milky clouds bound this wistful field above pewter lakes — ¡but wait! ¡Look now! ¿How’d this specter enter such verdant film now ill, when it wasn’t there before. Before I eat my harvest, fix on this ray […]

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Royal Purple Sky Sonnet

Saw outside a lonely time shadow firs are teasing me breezily. Their scents make pine every time all kinds, seasoning. Under skies as pure as opal, bright night dimmed by grim surroundings, worse by wind, won’t hush, but yodels. Houses still for nature’s crowning. For my birthday, I would like tons of air a year […]

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Smoky Sonnet

Accompanying music Sweet or spicy, ¿who can scent brimstone watercolor flooding buckets brimmed of pavement meant bent below the toes of bloody skullcap shrooms in dusty noon — { guess I best bring out the broom } — tombs so late & all so soon, cheering chilly autumn gloom? Colored gray won’t keep me sober; […]

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