WE’ RE foot—slog—slog—slog—slogg… Foot—foot—foot—foot—sloggin’ over… (Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin’ up… There’s no discharge in the war! Seven—six—eleven—five—nine—an’—twe…
Once I am sure there’s nothing go… I step inside, letting the door th… Another church: matting, seats, an… And little books; sprawlings of fl… For Sunday, brownish now; some br…
Either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when I was a young man I felt these things were dumb, unsophisticated.
The furies are at home in the mirror; it is their address… Even the clearest water, if deep enough can drown. Never think to surprise them.
Candy Is Dandy But liquor Is quicker.
The apes yawn and adore their flea… The parrots shriek as if they were… Like cheap tarts to attract the st… Fatigued with indolence, tiger and… Lie still as the sun. The boa-con…
The sun has come. The mist has gone. We see in the distance... our long way home. I was always yours to have.
Up, black, striped and demasked li… At a funeral mass, the skunk’s tai… Paraded the skunk. Night after ni… I expected her like a visitor. The refrigerator whinnied into sil…
She died in the upstairs bedroom By the light of the ev’ning star That shone through the plate glass… From over Leamington Spa Beside her the lonely crochet
The useless dawn finds me in a des… Nights are proud waves; darkblue t… Nights have a habit of mysterious… The surge, that night, left me the… and odd ends: some hated friends t…
Let the bird of loudest lay, On the sole Arabian tree, Herald sad and trumpet be, To whose sound chaste wings obey. But thou, shrieking harbinger,
An escape from the pain Someplace soft to fall When the world knocks me down And the ground is hard. Decorated by the hearts
The pig, if I am not mistaken; Supplies us sausage, ham, and baco… Let others say his heart is big— I call it stupid of the pig.
I thought it would last my time— The sense that, beyond the town, There would always be fields and f… Where the village louts could clim… Such trees as were not cut down;
don’t worry about rejections, pard… I’ve been rejected before. sometimes you make a mistake, taki… the wrong poem
Why should I let the toad work Squat on my life? Can’t I use my wit as a pitchfork And drive the brute off? Six days of the week it soils
The highway is full of big cars going nowhere fast And folks is smoking anything that… Some people wrap their lies around… And you sit wondering
Among the oxen (like an ox I’m sl… I see a glory in the stable grow Which, with the ox’s dullness migh… Give me an ox’s strength. Among the asses (stubborn I as th…
share the naked happiness ...Christmas time... the season of… brings back fond remembrances of y… every note... every song played and sung
least we can do we congregate we celebrate as we have always done the life of a dear departed Brothe… honor him we weep we pray
There has fallen on earth for a to… A god too great for the sky. He has burst out of all things and… The bounds of eternity: Into time and the terminal land
Christmas eve, alone, in a motel room down the coast near the Pacific— hear it?
Abstraction is an old story with the philosophers, but it has been like a new toy in the hands of the artists of our day. Why can’t we have any one quality of poetry we choose by itself...
Doubt thou the stars are fire, Doubt that the sun doth move, Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love.
The first time I saw you my heart… I knew there and then we were dest… My knees went weak and my stomach… I felt in that moment that this fe… At first i was shy, I didn’t know…
All I know is a door into the dar… Outside, old axles and iron hoops… Inside, the hammered anvil’s short… The unpredictable fantail of spark… Or hiss when a new shoe toughens i…
On the grass when I arrive, Filling the stillness with life, But ready to scare off At the very first wrong move. In the ivy when I leave.
The rhino is a homely beast, For human eyes he’s not a feast. Farwell, farewell, you old rhinoce… I’ll stare at something less prepo…
We wear the mask that grins and li… It shades our cheeks and hides our… This debt we pay to human guile With torn and bleeding hearts… We smile and mouth the myriad subt…
Please, please lower your tone.... Your mother can’t sleep cuz your o… I toss and I turn in hopes of so… But in my mind I know this will t… I warned you once, I told you twi…
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