O-Jazz-O (Bob Kaufman Poem)
Where the string At some point, Was umbilical jazz, Or perhaps, In memory, A long lost bloody cross, Buried in ...
Where the string At some point, Was umbilical jazz, Or perhaps, In memory, A long lost bloody cross, Buried in ...
The boom and blare of the big brass band is cheering to my heart And I like the smell of ...
1918Being the Words of the Tune Hummed at Her Lathe by Mrs. L. Embsay, Widow The fans and the beltings ...
This ballad appears to refer to one of the exploits of the notorious Paul Jones, the American pirate. It is ...
Away by the lands of the Japanee Where the paper lanterns glow And the crews of all the shipping drink ...
Dawn off the Foreland--the young flood making Jumbled and short and steep-- Black in the hollows and bright where it's ...
King Solomon drew merchantmen, Because of his desire For peacocks, apes, and ivory, From Tarshish unto Tyre, With cedars out ...
Our brows are bound with spindrift and the weed is on our knees; Our loins are battered 'neath us by ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
You might come here Sunday on a whim. Say your life broke down. The last good kiss you had was ...
I To-night, a first movement, a pulse, As if the rain in bogland gathered head To slip and flood: a ...
And your sunny years with a gracious wife Have brought you a daughter dear. "I watched her to-day; a more ...
When the Present has latched its postern behind my tremulous stay, And the May month flaps its glad green leaves ...
(From Frise on the Somme in February, 1917, in answer to a letter saying: "I am just finishing my 'Faun's ...
People, random strangers Cool stores Hot blacktop Eyes turn Crackle with energy, anticipation Furtive glances to the horizon, Instinctively knowing ...
People, random strangers Crackle with energy, anticipation Furtive glances to the horizon, Instinctively knowing Darkening sky Deep grays Strong edges ...
Rockets red glare bombs bursting in air oh and the eardrums them too - bursting A night of fire and ...
What conversazzhyonies wuz I really did not know, For that, you must remember, wuz a powerful spell ago; The camp ...
To drive Paul out of any lumber camp All that was needed was to say to him, "How is the ...
When the pods went pop on the broom, green broom, And apples began to be golden-skinn'd, We harbour'd a stag ...
WHAT moves that lonely man is not the boom Of waves that break agains the cliff so strong; Nor roar ...
The Thrill came slowly like a Boom for Centuries delayed Its fitness growing like the Flood In sumptuous solitude -- ...
There is fog upon the river, there is mirk upon the town; You can hear the groping ferries as they ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
Of Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of ...
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you ...
I explain the silvered passing of a ship at night, The sweep of each sad lost wave, The dwindling boom ...
All night they whine upon their ropes and boom against the dock with helpless prows: these little ships that are ...
Do you remember an Inn, Miranda? Do you remember an Inn? And the tedding and the bedding Of the straw ...
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; "Good speed!" cried ...
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