<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Poem on Lucid Vagary</title><link>https://lucidvagary.com/tags/poem/</link><description>Recent content in Poem on Lucid Vagary</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2025 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://lucidvagary.com/tags/poem/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Sanguineous</title><link>https://lucidvagary.com/posts/sanguineous/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2025 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://lucidvagary.com/posts/sanguineous/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="https://lucidvagary.com/images/sanguineous.jpg" alt="Sanguineous"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The City</title><link>https://lucidvagary.com/posts/the-city/</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2025 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://lucidvagary.com/posts/the-city/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written at Miller Park, near Gary, Indiana — the site of the author&amp;rsquo;s hemorrhagic stroke.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The city, a world of constant activity,
Finds its cohesion in the cacophony.
But this hostel, on a numinous road,
Gives the illusion of floating on water.
A sharp spire rises, a monolithic golem,
A silent giant born of steel and loam.
A Leviathan stands guard among the two
Tallest rivals, piercing the hazy blue.
And who maintains this fragile stage?
We can only envisage the unseen flow—
A million hearts that beat within the cage,
A human pulse that makes the giants grow.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>