Towards A New Manifesto - A Poem By Paul Vincent Cannon

I'm A Fan Of Time - a pome by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: found on youtube.com “While we speak, time is envious …” Horace I'm A Fan Of TimeI tookthat sheet of paper24 lines drawn horizontally,folded them carefullyfingered the line to a sharp creaseallowing the ultimate compressionas thin as rice paper slice,expansions to a pinchcorrugations to a fan,movement as squeezeboxin and out all rightthe lines of a daymorn till nightdown to nothingout to…

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Absorbing Possibility - Haibun by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Frank is hosting the Haibun with an invitation to write a sci-fi haibun – for more detail follow the link below: dVerse Poets – Haibun – Scifi Haibun Image by ImaArtist from Pixabay “Now it’s time to leave the capsule if you dare” David Bowie Absorbing Possibility Borg-like I shape to ascend the pod. I smile at the robots now reduced to menial tasks, this is the new age beyond…

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Cup Of Swirl - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Melissa is hosting Poetics with an invitation to respond to some of the work of Georgia O’Keeffe’ as an ekphrastic poem and to include a handful of art vocabulary from the provided list. The words I have included are: aesthetic, primitive, patina, coil, montage, decoupage, relief, atelier, distortion, vanishing point. For more detail follow the link below: dVerse Poets – Poetics – In…

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Broken Mug - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: found at kitchenseer.com “… some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor.” Rumi Broken MugOnce,as it happenslike every thing happens,I broke a favourite muga sentimental grief,in remorse I clearedthe debris and chose a lesser mugmade some tea,then came feelingsself-blamegrief,failing to locate a blamespeaking itreleasing the uglymood of it thenlaughing at the investmentin a…

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Same Old - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Image by Engin Akyurt from Pixabay “When I have fears that I may cease to be” John Keats Same OldA while backdigging in the weedy spring undergrowth,discarded skincaught my attention,surely a goanna's butno, a snake came byjust to remind methat you can peal offthe outre layerwhile the inner canremain the same old same. Copyright 2025 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️

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Little Miss US - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Cartoon: found on bing.com “Listen. There are 57 reasons why one would burn their lover.” Winniebell Xinyu Zong Little Miss USLittle miss USwhy did you spread for the rapistwho slithered out of Edento savage your ovariespoison your mind with an apple bite of slumbering servitude,was it because he grabbed youwas it because you believedhis solutions were final,or did you actually thinkhe truly…

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Not Wanting To Believe - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: dupreestrees.com “monstrum horrendum, informe, ingens, cui lumen ademptum” Virgil ‘The Aeneid’ Book 3 – line 658 (trans – “a huge horrible monster whose light has been taken away” or “A monster frightful, immense, with sight removed” – Polyphemus, or Cyclops) Not Wanting To BelieveThe tree died before it diedit was, to the eye, fully aliveand yet it was dead to its core,just the shoots…

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The Longest Minute - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Image by Adina Voicu from Pixabay “I want your kiss to be bonded to my mouth, to my soul, to my body.” Pablo Neruda The Longest MinuteAt the tenth houron the sixteenth dayof the third monthin an auspicious yearit seemed rightfor autumnthat I fall for her,so at five past tenI took her by the handand kissed herjust oncewith aftermath -purest silence and the longest minuteas time…

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