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There Is No Future In Your Eyes by Lee Evans

[tabby title="Poem"] There is no future in your eyes,The gaze I scan with fond desire.I cannot read them or surmiseThe ardour of their seeming fire—What warmth below their surface lies. No present in your eyes appears,No look but mine betrays...

BUTTERFLY EYES by Lee Evans

[tabby title="Poem"] I live in a glass house.When I leave home, I cannot see--everything is a blur. Dependent on my fixity,I yearn for the great beyond.I have wings to fly away. Seeking gardens of delight,fluttering flower to flower--such is my...

POSTMORTEM by Lee Evans

[tabby title="Poem"] Your Easter bouquetGlorious white rosesDrooping in decayFoul odorClinging to the nostrilsJoy and wonder of a dayPassed away [tabby title="Poet Bio"] Lee Evans lives in Bath, Maine with his wife. What little biographical information can be obtained concerning him...

Self-Portrait by Lee Evans

[tabby title="Poem"] All day I carry it around with me, In a frame that borders the end of the world. I don’t know where to hang it, This portrait of death. It seems to be hanging everywhere; I want it...

Shinrin-Yoku by Lee Evans

[tabby title="Poem"] SHINRIN-YOKU Has it come to this— to have to be taught how to walk in the woods? Tramping around, sniffing resins for a spiritual aroma! Before you were conceived, Nature endowed you With all you need to realize....