Bud in Perspex (Max Harris Poems)
The bud in perspex by my bedEvery time I move my headTurns a deeper shade of red.The Mogadon that brings ...
The bud in perspex by my bedEvery time I move my headTurns a deeper shade of red.The Mogadon that brings ...
(A CHEMICAL NARRATIVE)Certain facts which serve to explainThe physical charms of Miss Addie De Laine,Who, as the common reports obtain,Surpassed ...
ITO THE GROCERY BOYBefore you send me up that card With rime and diction far from subtle,Hear what a now ...
Sleepmonger,deathmonger,with capsules in my palms each night,eight at a time from sweet pharmaceutical bottlesI make arrangements for a pint-sized journey.I'm ...
'Twas a hell of a Hell they glimpsed, my son, In superstitious daysWhen cultured man had scarce begun To ...
WET almond-trees, in the rain,Like iron sticking grimly out of earth;Black almond trunks, in the rain,Like iron implements twisted, hideous, ...
August. 105 in the shade.In a field we watch the bomberstaking off and landing.The heat over the valleyis a virus ...
Something to learn the intricacy of their language scent messages blowing in the wind Smells, not words chemical conversation scent, ...
After getting home driving in the gossamer snow the dance of the crystals falling in the air accumulating on the ...
Scribe, scrivener writing down what already is An agent of chemical process, fired synapses What every the mystery is Original ...
The Chemical conviction That Nought be lost Enable in Disaster My fractured Trust -- The Faces of the Atoms If ...
High dormers are rising So sharp and surprising, And ponticum edges The driveways of gravel; Stone houses from ledges Look ...
Earliest morning, switching all the tracks that cross the sky from cinder star to star, coupling the ends of streets ...
I know if I find you I will have to leave the earth and go on out over the sea ...
You're sad because you're sad. It's psychic. It's the age. It's chemical. Go see a shrink or take a pill, ...
There were still shards of an ancient pastoral in those shires of the island where the cattle drank their pools ...
1 AFTER all, not to create only, or found only, But to bring, perhaps from afar, what is already founded, ...
Sleepmonger, deathmonger, with capsules in my palms each night, eight at a time from sweet pharmaceutical bottles I make arrangements ...
Ancient town of Leith, most wonderful to be seen, With your many handsome buildings, and lovely links so green, And ...
"First, do no harm," the Hippocratic Oath begins, but before she might enjoy such balm, the docs had to harm ...
Filaments of light slant like windswept rain. The orange seller hawks into the sky, a man with a hat stops ...
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