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Denunciation (of Joseph Brodsky)

Denunciation (Of Joseph Brodsky)by Michael DoyleNo longer the young poet, but grown olderHe remained the lyric voice of his generationA social parasite who lived ever bolderAs an involuntary exile held in venerationTold he was pornographic and destroyed by an anxietyNot … Continue reading

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Empty Jar

Empty Jarby Michael DoyleIt’s an empty jar that we fillGiven the many choices of our free willIt’s best to live with full intentionLooking back, we’ll see what’s had our attentionThis jar of ours, might just shatterIf we fill it with … Continue reading

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