Sitting there naked,
the ghost of blue youth
sustains what Keats knows:
beauty is truth.
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- Having Reckoned with the Second Month
- Magenta, Gold & Blue
- Ghost of Blue Youth
- Bird Flower
- Algebra Teacher, Retired
- A Hush
- Not-So-Secret
- Ergo
- Bemused
- Her Centrality
- Half
- Enmity is Easier than Love
- Voluptuous Obfuscation, An Exercise
- In Her Bathing Suit
- Inimitable Grandeur
- The Thing That Makes You Turn Around
- Ends and Means
- The Désespoir of Birds
- What I’d Call a ‘Myself’
- Terror’s Spectrum
- Radioactive Spirituality
- We Think You Did It
- Crucially Dual
- Don’t Bother Him
- Juggling Suns
- Propagation
- Donna & Guy's Magical Mystery Tour
- We Sense It Had to Do With Blue (2)
- The Mystic Fishies
- He Tells Me
- Less Man
- She’d Been Very Young
- Transcendental Game
- Flower Ghosts
- Its Infinite Array of More
- Bonfire
- Her Bedroom Eyes
- Each Other
- Four Feet
- Offering an Explanation
- Sufficient to Our Task
- A Sentience Ready to Assess
- Crumpled But Together
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About Me
- Guy Kettelhack
- I write roughly one poem a day. This blog is a continuation of a series of poem depot websites I'd also had through google, but which seem now to have filled up with my stuff to the point where I can't edit or add another page. So here I am. Since April 1, 2009 I've been adding drawings, one a day. To see them fuller size left-click on the drawing - and voila. To get an idea of who I am, google on "Guy Kettelhack." To see poems I've written previous to the ones in this poem depot, google on Guy Kettelhack + Act 2 (or just Guy Kettelhack + poetry): for kind unsolicited observations about my work by photographer Rick Shupper: google Guy Kettelhack + Holtermann Design LLC. (I'd provide links but they don't seem to stick here.) . . . thanks for stopping by.
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