New York City Hard Time Blues (Miguel Pinero Poems)
NYC BluesBig time time hard on on me bluesNew York City hard sunday morning bluesyeahJunkie waking upbones ache trying to ...
NYC BluesBig time time hard on on me bluesNew York City hard sunday morning bluesyeahJunkie waking upbones ache trying to ...
Ward one-hundred-and-thirty in the passage on the right.It's five in the morning for the milk-carthas gone with its horses, eyes ...
hastee apnee Hubaab kee see haiye numa'ish suraab kee see hainaazukee uss ke lab kee kya kahiyepaNkhaRee ik gulaab kee ...
Now every leaf, though colorless, burns brightWith disembodied and celestial light,And drops without a movement or a soundA pillar of ...
"1.WARMING UP THE BOXdelivered on time to persons with city & state line bearing only the words DEATH CITY - ...
'The witches' device for the equitable distributionof the liquor consisted in the constructionof tens of thousands of stopcocks and bungswhich ...
Said the Presidential SkeletonI won't sign the billSaid the Speaker skeletonYes you willSaid the Representative SkeletonI objectSaid the Supreme Court ...
Within a house of public entertainment There sat an ebon slave close at the foot Of a heavy chair topping ...
To make a perfect fish menu,The witches found they had to placeUpon this alcoholic baseGreat stacks of food and spices ...
I'm stuck here… and the slush drips, water, mud…To know nothing again, there'd be one method -A gas lamp's in ...
The West Village by then was changing; before long the rundown brownstones at its farthest edge would have slipped into ...
ah, christ, what a CREW: more poetry, always more P O E T R Y . if it doesn't come, ...
( I ) for 'JC' of the TLS Nightmare of metropolitan amalgam Grand Hotel and myself as a guest there ...
For Brenda Williams La lune diminue; divin septembre. Divine September the moon wanes. Pierre Jean Jouve Themes for poems and ...
Because there was no other place to flee to, I came back to the scene of the disordered senses, came ...
Father, this year's jinx rides us apart where you followed our mother to her cold slumber; a second shock boiling ...
Past ash cans and alley cats, Fetid. overflowing gutters, Leprous lines of rancid flats Where the frowsy linen flutters; With ...
I am a stout materialist; With abstract terms I can't agree, And so I've made a little list Of words ...
To Dawson Town came Percy Brown from London on the Thames. A pane of glass was in his eye, and ...
Hypochondriacs Spend the winter at the bottom of Florida and the summer on top of the Adirondriacs. You go to ...
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