ASSIGNMENT (Bhaskar Roy Barman Poem)
Bhaskar Roy Barman So much obsessed with a piece of work devolved upon me and fed up with it, I ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman So much obsessed with a piece of work devolved upon me and fed up with it, I ...
The only thing I miss about Los Angeles is the Hollywood Freeway at midnight, windows down and radio blaring bearing ...
The perilous yellow sun follows with its slant eyes masts of the shuddered grove steaming up to capsize in the ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
O SWARMING city, city full of dreams, Where in a full day the spectre walks and speaks; Mighty colossus, in ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
On the fair green hills of Rio There grows a fearful stain: The poor who come to Rio And can't ...
Here is a coast; here is a harbor; here, after a meager diet of horizon, is some scenery: impractically shaped ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
So many stones have been thrown at me, That I'm not frightened of them anymore, And the pit has become ...
More and more frequently the edges of me dissolve and I become a wish to assimilate the world, including you, ...
I SING of a Whistle, a Whistle of worth, I sing of a Whistle, the pride of the North. Was ...
I. FRIENDS of faces unknown and a land Unvisited over the sea, Who tell me how lonely you stand With ...
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