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Jamison Ashley Oughton (born July 15, 1975 in Abington, Pennsylvania) was one of the founding members of the Dust Poets and the Plus Group in Raleigh, NC. Although these radical literary organizations have been defunct for over a decade, Oughton continues to write poetry embodying their ideals of free-thinking, philosophical inquiry, and the socialization of poetry.His first book of poems, Songs of the Cleophite, is to be followed up by a second volume, Vinum Daemonum, which is rumored to be a joint project with the controversial recluse, Jeffrey D. Woolley. If rumors prove true, this will be their first collaboration since the mid-1990s, when Oughton and Woolley flooded college-campuses with pamphlets and poetry expressing their revolutionary views on English poetry, which, although widely dismissed by academic and publishing circles as atavistic and obsolete, was to garner the support of a small group of intellectuals who would later make the two poets' dreams of the Dust Poets and the Plus Group a reality---if only a short lived one.In his poetry, Oughton explores complex themes of tradition, occultism, humor, and philosophy, but some of his most accomplished and pleasing work is his amorous verse in which he successfully blends traditional meters with timeless imagery:Her eyes are like the MoonAt which the Shepherd gazes—Her beauty is like the lightning,It startles and amazes...Oughton cites Percy Bysshe Shelley, George Gordon Byron, Edgar Allen Poe, Thomas Lovell Beddoes, Alesteir Crowley, H. P. Lovecraft, George Darley, Thomas Chatterton, and Thomas Overbury as formative influences on his poetry. ..This profile was edited with Thomas' myspace editor™ V2.5http://www.nasa.gov/images/content/175167main_image_feat ure_810_ys_full.jpg

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Lines written to Lynn...

"If you do not find magicIn the rhythm of my verse,I should not care, for thoughts like airFly far above Life's Curse.""You may not like the poemsI whisper in your earI should not speak, but I should...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Sep 2008 08:04:00 GMT

I once sang to the future...

"I once sang to the future,But now speak to the past.I am deeply sorrywith all my genius,I could not make it last.The dream was not eternal,It vanished with the hours,Those leisure moments, when in t...
Posted by on Sun, 17 Aug 2008 18:21:00 GMT

A year ago, when I could see...

"A year ago, when I could seeUtopia in your eye,When life was like a storm, I sleptAnd only heard your sigh""I loved, but that was then, and nowA kiss is like a sin.And even though I thirst, I knowTh...
Posted by on Wed, 26 Dec 2007 07:26:00 GMT

If I have learned one thing...

"LOVE ONLY LOVE BEGUILES""If I have learned one thingThat hurts the heart to singIt is that Love's a ghostThat wanders mad and lostAnd lonelynever to findOne pure, angelic mindIn which to rest awhile...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Dec 2007 22:19:00 GMT

Lines written on October 15th, 2007

"Jealous? Yes, and I will beJealous for all eternityAnd you will know, yes, always knowHow much I love, and even thoughI rant and rave like someone mad,Like some lost lover, sick and sad,Although I ...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Oct 2007 00:10:00 GMT

Lines written to L---

"She seemed to sleep, but I believedMy dreaming eyes were half deceivedHer eyes were closed, but I could seeSomehow they still gazed at meSomehow they still gazed, and allThe World around me seemed ...
Posted by on Tue, 26 Jun 2007 21:49:00 GMT

I am a fool...

I am a fool, and I admit it I saw the Apple, and then I bit it I felt the Poison, and yet kept drinking, I knew the Answer, and yet kept thinking. And now it is done, the Dance is over, I said good...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Apr 2007 07:56:00 GMT

Jeffrey Dean Woolley

Jeffrey Dean Woolley is an American poet, and was born on October 11, 1974 in Toledo, OH, the son of Drs. John and Janice Woolley. He was raised in Seattle, WA, and educated first at Seattle Universit...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Feb 2007 15:36:00 GMT

For six months I have been a fool for Beauty...

For six months I have been a fool for Beauty, Neglected study, forgot a poet's duty, Spent my long nights dreaming of empty bliss I did this all for you, for one soft kiss, One moment of Enchanting S...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Feb 2007 23:06:00 GMT

Lines written on February 13th

Valentine's Day is tomorrow, Apollo, I must borrow An image from your eye, To make Diana sigh.   Tell me, have you seen The home of England's Queen? Is it worthy of My sweet Diana's love?  ...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 14:58:00 GMT