Poem in the Style of Poe and Swinburne for Throwback Thursday #40

Photo by Austin Prock on Unsplash. As I indicated in the title of this post, the poem below was written in the style of Algernon Charles Swinburne, specifically his poem "The Garden of Proserpine" (which you can read here). Obviously I'm emulating Poe here as well. Oh, and I wrote this poem over ten years ago. I stood … Continue reading Poem in the Style of Poe and Swinburne for Throwback Thursday #40

Buried

My most recent poem, built on a stanza I penned years ago and recently decided to finish. Now sable Night extends The velvets of her raiment; The swollen dark descends, Enclosing the bleak way, meant For quiet feet to tread alone, There where the thorny cobbles groan   And whisper of the past Things buried … Continue reading Buried