V (Tony Harrison Poem)
'My father still reads the dictionary every day. He says your life depends on your power to master words.' Arthur ...
Poems about police (31 Poems)
Last Will And Testament (Nazim Hikmet Poem)
Comrades, if I don't live to see the day -- I mean,if I die before freedom comes -- take me ...
sam swill (Rg Gregory Poem)
sam swill took a pill went blue ate stew had pains no brains sucked a date too late swallowed stone ...
we say (Rg Gregory Poem)
we say blame the teachers don't we send our young to school to be taught the simple rules for decent ...
Nagasaki Days (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
I -- A Pleasant Afternoon for Michael Brownstein and Dick Gallup One day 3 poets and 60 ears sat under ...
CIA Dope Calypso (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
In nineteen hundred forty-nine China was won by Mao Tse-tung Chiang Kai-shek's army ran away They were waiting there in ...
First Party At Ken Kesey’s With Hell’s Angels (Allen Ginsberg Poems)
Cool black night thru redwoods cars parked outside in shade behind the gate, stars dim above the ravine, a fire ...
Homework (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
Homage Kenneth Koch If I were doing my Laundry I'd wash my dirty Iran I'd throw in my United States, ...
Disciplinarian (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The law was the disciplinarian. So I guess I understand more fully the phrase, "throw the book at them" Yes, ...
Your Final Day (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A day not unlike today pulling me back in time to that fateful day before the call from the state ...
Critical Minutes (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Retracing steps, replaying in her mind moments of the day, a Saturday like all others that fall and no other ...
A Horse Needle (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We didn't really know; but they called it a horse needle the day the state police came to tell us, ...
The Marionettes Of Distant Masters (Russell Edson Poem)
A pianist dreams that he's hired by a wrecking company to ruin a piano with his fingers . . . ...
The Death Of A Fly (Russell Edson Poem)
There was once a man who disguised himself as a housefly and went about the neighborhood depositing flyspecks. Well, he ...
Old Deuteronomy (T. S. Eliot Poem)
Old Deuteronomy's lived a long time; He's a Cat who has lived many lives in succession. He was famous in ...
Skimbleshanks: The Railway Cat (T. S. Eliot Poem)
There's a whisper down the line at 11.39 When the Night Mail's ready to depart, Saying "Skimble where is Skimble ...
Could I but ride indefinite (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Could I but ride indefinite As doth the Meadow Bee And visit only where I liked And No one visit ...
The mob within the heart (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The mob within the heart Police cannot suppress The riot given at the first Is authorized as peace Uncertified of ...
Fear (Raymond Carver Poem)
Fear of seeing a police car pull into the drive. Fear of falling asleep at night. Fear of not falling ...
The Mad Gardener’s Song (Lewis Carroll Poems)
He thought he saw an Elephant, That practised on a fife: He looked again, and found it was A letter ...
A Strange Wild Song (Lewis Carroll Poem)
He thought he saw an Elephant That practised on a fife: He looked again, and found it was A letter ...
The Moon (David Berman Poem)
A web of sewer, pipe, and wire connects each house to the others. In 206 a dog sleeps by the ...
Part 9 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
Part 10 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
Part 2 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
Dream Song 95: The surly cop looked out at me in sleep (John Berryman Poem)
The surly cop looked out at me in sleep insect-like. Guess, who was the insect. I'd asked him in my ...
Dream Song 110: It was the blue & plain ones. I forget all that (John Berryman Poem)
It was the blue & plain ones. I forget all that. My own clouds darkening hung. Besides, it wasn't serious. ...
The Burglar Of Babylon (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
On the fair green hills of Rio There grows a fearful stain: The poor who come to Rio And can't ...
Arrival At Santos (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Here is a coast; here is a harbor; here, after a meager diet of horizon, is some scenery: impractically shaped ...
The Eviction (William Allingham Poem)
In early morning twilight, raw and chill, Damp vapours brooding on the barren hill, Through miles of mire in steady ...