Year: 2015

  • Plus ça change…

    Penned some 18 years ago: Juvenalia/Juvenilia by a much younger Michael Hoke My thoughts unfold, the air grows cold As if it knows I’ll need the snows To quench my mental fire: My future turns—ignites and burns Through hope and fear—but leaves me here, Alas, with no desire!

  • “Grab the world by its clothes pins and shake it out again….”

    I can’t post the text of the poem “Shake The Dust” by Anis Mojgani both because it is almost certainly covered by copyright and also because I haven’t seen an accurate transcription, but I think this poem is better to hear than to read, anyway, so I encourage poetry lovers to listen to Anis Mojgani’s…