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Comet by maekju2003, visual art

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Current Residence: Corpus Christi, TX
Favourite genre of music: Rock
Favourite photographer: Ansel Adams
Favourite style of art: abstract
Personal Quote: "The mind is a universe, and can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven." John Milton

Favourite Visual Artist
Jackson Pollock, Vincent van Gogh
Favourite Movies
Dr. Zhivago, Lawrence of Arabia, Pulp Fiction, From Hell
Favourite Writers
Ernest Hemingway
Favourite Games
Age of Empires: Age of Kings; Medal of Honor
Favourite Gaming Platform
PC
Other Interests
Photography, writing fiction, abstract art
Over the last several months I have been going through my aging notebooks and submitting poetry I wrote years ago for publication.  Surprisingly, I have been more successful in being published than when I was writing poetry.  Here are the three most recently published poems, which can be found in the February edition of Apollo's Lyre (http://apollos-lyre.tripod.com/id114.html).  This is a beautiful online magazine and I recommend visiting it highly. The Twilight of the Gods by Phillip Slattery When the dawn breaks against the velvet night, leaving your warm embrace I rise enchanted by the surreal night. Forgive me. I am but a man, tem
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Faust

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I wrote this about 1991-92 and it was published in "The Hollins Critic" in February, 1992.  It has always been my favorite work of my own poetry and seems to effect a lot of people profoundly.  It took about eight straight hours of alternately lying on my sofa and pacing about in my living room before I finished it.  I feel lucky to have completed it in such a short time.   It is entitled "Faust". Quiet All is damnably quiet. I can hear the spiders spinning in the darkness. the breath of a rat against the stone walls, a cockroach crawling through the sulphur-laden air. The roaring silence fills the air like the grumble of the sea. Pit
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Here' s a very short poem I wrote and had published many years ago.  I was recently surprised to find out that it is circulating on the Internet fifteen years later. Eyes made of the Egyptian night Sparkling like an oasis pool Skin the color of the endless sand The beauty of forgotten goddesses lives on.
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