Poems, Featured Michael Colvin Poems, Featured Michael Colvin

Cicada

It’s a prime number,
after all. A product only
of itself

and solitude,
natural and indivisible without
remainder,

and greater than
one—ironic,

then, given the amount of
multiplication
it took to get us here. Division,

too—purposely, cynically
sowed for individual
gain by those and

to those of the prime
conviction that there is
no number
greater than one…

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Poems, Parodies Michael Colvin Poems, Parodies Michael Colvin

Ode on a Grecian Formula

A poet friend of mine said that she’d been "commissioned" to write an ode to David Hasselhoff. She asked if she could just outsource this one to me instead. The next 20 minutes produced the following…

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