Lament For Ignacio Sanchez Mejias (Federico Garcia Lorca Poem)
1. Cogida and death At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the ...
1. Cogida and death At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the ...
(For Warren Winslow, Dead At Sea) Let man have dominion over the fishes of the sea and the fowls of ...
The bud stands for all things, even those things that don't flower, for everything flowers, from within, of self-blessing; though ...
After the burial-parties leave And the baffled kites have fled; The wise hyaenas come out at eve To take account ...
Unhappy about some far off things That are not my affair, wandering Along the coast and up the lean ridges, ...
So winter closed its fist And got it stuck in the pump. The plunger froze up a lump In its ...
I was six when I first saw kittens drown. Dan Taggart pitched them, 'the scraggy wee shits', Into a bucket; ...
yesterday the man was pleased the sun sat in the tree and all upon the land held to the harmony ...
heeley (sheffield) autumn 1988 dodging the broken bottles dog-shit the pavement spew i wheel my young son matthew through the ...
I. "Incense is hut a tribute for the gods,-- To mortals 'tis but poison." THE smoke that from thine altar ...
I never dreamed we'd meet that day In our old haunts down Fricourt way, Plotting such marvellous journeys there For ...
An olive drab snorkel coat seemed like the coolest thing once upon a time a long snout of a coat ...
The bear puts both arms around the tree above her And draws it down as if it were a lover ...
But let us leave Queen Mab a while, Through many a gate, o'er many a stile, That now had gotten ...
The pig is taught by sermons and epistles To think the God of Swine has snout and bristles. (Ambrose Bierce)
I. Gr-r-r---there go, my heart's abhorrence! Water your damned flower-pots, do! If hate killed men, Brother Lawrence, God's blood, would ...
UPON 1 a simmer Sunday morn When Nature's face is fair, I walked forth to view the corn, An' snuff ...
1 You, once a belle in Shreveport, with henna-colored hair, skin like a peachbud, still have your dresses copied from ...
I'd reckon his weight as eight-stun-eight, And his height as five-foot-two, With a face as plain as an eight-day clock ...
God knows how our neighbor managed to breed His great sow: Whatever his shrewd secret, he kept it hid In ...
'TWAS to a small, up-country town, When we were boys at school, There came a circus with a clown, Likewise ...
An odor has remained among the sugarcane: a mixture of blood and body, a penetrating petal that brings nausea. Between ...
Two universes mosey down the street Connected by love and a leash and nothing else. Mostly I look at lamplight ...
'TWAS in the month of December, and in the year l883, That a monster whale came to Dundee, Resolved for ...
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