gershon hepner Poems

Martinis, cosmos, four-inch heeled Manolos,
no longer catch our fancy, it’s a pity;
and for four women who contended nolos
become the pleas. There’s still sex in the city,
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Macho sometimes, sometimes melismatic,
I vary my technique depending on
the babes I am pursuing, and get vatic
before I take them to my pantheon,
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Herbert, reading Livy against Livy,
understood that facts aren’t not what is recorded.
the reason why the future’s always iffy
is that the past becomes in time disordered.
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I plan to greet the hello-goodbye cloud
with joy, and not regret the temporary
occlusion of the sun it will enshroud,
for darkness will be only momentary.
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Without an inner life, James Bond
enjoys the ladies, riding herd
as sexual as a magic wand
that’s rarely shaken, never stirred.
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PREDATOR OR PREY


While nuzzling at raw flesh like shoals of feral fish
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Remnant wisp of fragrance,
crushed blossom, broken jade,
trampled leaf, like vagrants
surviving, I evade,
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Only Connect

A house with many views can never be
an empty nest so long as we connect
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Taming and humiliating
nature, Versailles’ gardens represent
a challenge for a maid-in-waiting
who paid them the enormous compliment
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There was a secret chord that David played;
Bathsheba heard it, bathing in the pool.
The music drove the words that David prayed
away like colored autumn leaves in Yule.
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