In honor of Easter, I'm posting several connected sonnets on the theme of resurrection. This one centers on the theme of connecting crea...

Not only in the center but the seams by Gideon Burton Not only in the center but the seams where hydrogen will tear the cold, the black o...

Today I'm thinking about my stressed out wife, too busy to recognize how awesome she is. So someone's got to step up and testify.  ...

Here's something new. I've remixed the form of my sonnet, putting it into a Prezi presentation. If you haven't heard of Prezi, i...

I know I have explained the crimson waves by Gideon Burton I know I have explained the crimson waves, the troughs of lucid pigment wash...

Since this week leads up to Easter and celebration of the Resurrection, today's sabbath sonnet comes from John Donne, whose Holy Sonnet ...

Believing other messengers: the tide by Gideon Burton Believing other messengers: the tide alive with curling currents; moons in phase ...

Who knows what trances, what pale ash, what tin by Gideon Burton Who knows what trances, what pale ash, what tin Remittances escape i...

A labyrinth of flame and heated air by Gideon Burton A labyrinth of flame and heated air above the canopy of oxygen: it writes in si...

Snow by Gideon Burton It is a shaken spice, a moist and sweet  relief to slake the blandness of our souls. It is a heavy ripened grain, t...