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Towards A New Manifesto - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Image: clipart-library.com “carrying their empty fists of sorrow everywhere” Francisco X. Alarcon Towards A New ManifestoHow strangethat we can think and feelyet still be so utterly dumb,completely unawareof the fibres of prejudicethat infiltrate and lurkin our very being.Not all Jews are zionistsnot all Muslims are terroristsnot all Christians are fundamentalistsmost refugees are only…

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Don't Forget - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: unelife.com via Bing “Imagine for a moment the still life of our meals” Carol Muske-Dukes Don't ForgetI choose the heavy base panslow time finessingslowly, slowlybalsamicbrown sugarwaterslowly, slowlyrich, dark,soft, gooey reductionspooned into virgin olive oilslowly, slowlydipping sourdoughdrippingrolled in dukkahslowly, slowlygrazes my lipscaptures my sensesslowly, slowlyI forget the…

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The Clarity - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Image by Bruno from Pixabay “Even this late it happens, the coming of love, the coming of light.” Mark Strand The ClarityIn the beginningthere was lightuntil,as seems to follow,it loses itself in a faint simulacrumthe tragedy of antinomian darkness,always the falling starnever the pinnacle of the tree,here I amever seekinggradations of the luminous in placeswhere light has retreated by theheart…

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How Soon? - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: artawkrn – pexels.com “What am I to myself that must be remembered …” Robert Creeley How Soon?Soft autumn rainlike petals,kissesfallinggatheringtouchingmy cheek,how soon will theybe forgottenwhen the cloudshave melted andthe sun returns? Copyright 2025 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️

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Fragments - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Mish is hosting Open Link Night, the night we choose a poem to post. dVerse Poets – OLN Photo: our dear old woofer Vienna (sometimes called hoover). “Hour that is mine from among them all!” Pablo Neruda FragmentsA glass of the pepperysitting in duskclosing out the day,cooling to eveningwe roast our partoffering sweet observations,as last light hits the far shorewe soak up the…

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That Old Melancholia - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: ‘The Good Old Days’ brettfish.co.za “… nostalgia and desire, the two-way ladder between heaven and hell …” Stanley Kunitz That Old Melancholia Have you uttered those fatefully untrue wordsit was great in the (insert decade of rose tint),because we tend to drift by comparisonwhere everyone else is getting ahead of uswhile the past was such beautiful perfection,just a veneer of parasitic…

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