Poetry: Duane Vorhees

THERE ARE TWO SORTS OF ZEBRAS IN THIS WORLD

Duane Vorhees
(And two kinds of love,
cacti and violets.

The love that burns
and
the love that cools
and then burns anew.

The dreamy love that won't let us sleep,
the active love that leaves us in peace.

The crazy love that drives us sane.

That spendthrift miser.)

Black zebras with white stripes
and white ones with black.


ETERNITIES

Energy matters/ matter energizes.
Conception itself conceives.
Is always was.
Life lives with no conception.

BONES

The raven severs the Eros meme.
Ah, it even chills our bones.
Our heavens quiver.

The biers
of dreamers and chefs,
emperors, nuns, unshriven rievers and heroes
shimmer.

A disheveled lily moans.
Beribboned silvers of Zeroes scream out their solemn Nils and Nones,
while deafened zithers strum lyric themes--
the cold sullen Will of tombs,
the seven rivers of Hiroshima,
the seven hills of Rome.

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