The English Woman’s Complaint (Abner Cosens Poems)
We want to ask Canadians To treat us not as fools; We cannot learn to play the ...
We want to ask Canadians To treat us not as fools; We cannot learn to play the ...
From everything a little remained.From my fear. From your disgust.From stifled cries. From the rosea little remained.A little remained of ...
IWe have no daily papers To tell of Newport capers, No proud four hundred to look down on ordinary folk;No ...
We were speakin' of excitement, an' the hair upliftin' thrills That sorter dot life's landscape, like the bill board ads. ...
There you have it, Art is Culture, so we're cultured head to toe,For our ads do bring us learning sealed ...
He had a back office in his older brother's advertising agency and understood the human asshole. He ...
Carlos, keep calm, loveis what you're seeing now;today a kiss, tomorrow no kiss,day after day tomorrow's Sundayand nobody knows what ...
Wines of the great ch?teaux Have been uncorked for you; Come, take this terrace chair: Examine the menu. The view ...
So you're writing for a paper? Well, it's nothing very new To be writing yards of drivel for a tidy ...
'My father still reads the dictionary every day. He says your life depends on your power to master words.' Arthur ...
The seduction of the season Christmas time of year ads on the TV, calling us to spend less that is ...
I am THE SEX GODDESS OF THE WESTERN HEMISPHERE so don't mess with me I've got a big bag full ...
Advertisements, they've trashed the web, somehow they've gotten into bed with common sense; ubiquitous and so intense, insistent as to ...
The meter I had sought to find, perplexed, was ripped from books of "verse" that read like prose. I found ...
The world is full of women who'd tell me I should be ashamed of myself if they had the chance. ...
It rained the day they buried Tito Puente The eyes of drug dealers following me as I walked through the ...
MRS. GABRIELLE GIOVANNITTI comes along Peoria Street every morning at nine o'clock With kindling wood piled on top of her ...
The rear axles hold the kick of twenty Missouri jackasses. It is in the records of the patent office and ...
The construction of a woman: a woman is not made of flesh of bone and sinew belly and breasts, elbows ...
Beneath this slab John Brown is stowed. He watched the ads And not the road. (Ogden Nash)
The artisans of this room, who designed the lamp base (a huge red slug with a hole where its heart ...
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