The world is both continuous and discontinuous

The new generation touches each stage of development
And dies

A poet is like a cow

Punctuation was invented by printers
And not by grammarians

What moved
When the capital moved from Milledgeville to Atlanta

The children grew up and left home
Some of them had children of their own

A wounded soldier languished for days in a trench
Later the medics applied maggots to his wounds
With deliberate intent to consume his necrosis
And the maggots brought dangers of their own
The risk of infection from their pathogenic feces
The newspapers stood poised
With stories of survival or decease

How I love thee beloved
Only now do I see
That I never loved your earlier avatar

Plants grow in the cracks of the concrete
Laid bare by the filling station’s demolition

Joyce’s wife suggested
That he take up a career as a singer

The Marx Brothers were nephews
Of a member of Gallagher and Shean

Coleridge Shelley and Keats all published poems
With the word fragment in the title

A poem can accommodate statements
That are neither true nor false

When you focus sharply on an object on foveal view
Do you still see objects on the periphery

Schoenberg definitely met Brahms
But did Robert Johnson ever meet Charley Patton

Sometimes a printer is also a grammarian

The Bronze Age gave way to the Iron Age

This poem was first published online