gershon hepner Poems

Acting sometimes like a prankster,
I’m agnostically an angster,
but when I am feeling angsty
console myself with hanky-panksty.
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A bright blot on a gloomy scene,
I paint upon the textual veils
that cover meanings thought obscene
by those who think that Bible tales
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Within a middle state that’s squishy
our culture must compete
for high-brows and for girls who're dishy,
and please both head and feet.
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We drove off in our old jalopies
to fields where we assumed
we’d see the fields of golden poppies––
but they no longer bloomed.
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Trees that, as in Genesis, cool as a collage
their roots below the ground and on high branches shady leaves,
do not provide us with eternal life or any knowledge
that’s sexual or religious unconverted man believes.
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Pointing out the absent star,
I see the depths of great abysses
and try to reach you from afar
with poems colder than your kisses
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Spanish is the loving tongue,
says Bob Dylan, but I think
all the words that I have sung
with passion do not keep in sync
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Your head a pendulum at rest
is frozen on my chest like Mona Lisa’s,
your body that I’d earlier undressed
like the adulteress woman saved by Jesus,
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Controlled impetuosity
is less effective than
the vibrant virtuosity
that proves a man’s a man.
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DE GUSTIBUS


De gustibus they say the law
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