Jack E Miller Poems

God is Being
God is the unfolding of a flower
God is Nature Naturing
Spinoza expressing it
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What'd I Do?
Editors don't want anything experimental...
What'd I do, comes my mother's voice
What did I do?
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Green swaying in wet
New Orleans wind vast
Elephant ears listen for rain
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This winter we'll turn to Summer.
The unkind cold will slip away
Beneath us
As we sleep, high over the
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Shall we move as smoothly as fingers, gliding in scented oil,
Down each others spine, from touch to words?
What idea shall we share, what repast
Eat, what warm stimulant sip, what game of words
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Another full moon
You are out gone
Into the deep night
Flesh hunting
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There are two questions in
Life
How to achieve lasting love
And how to die
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There is plenitude on your
Screen porch where the doves from
Mexico sit as the wind chimes deep
Intone the smile of your Buddha there
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We could not resist the Persian
Boy his black Boss socks in hand
Tight at the edge of the bustling
Grand Bazaar of Istanbul
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Oyster Shell sidewalks cross
Our cemetery of history
Death by dueling
Disease snatching wife and child
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