Hides And Tallow (Edwin James Brady Poems)
HERE ain't a lavender ditty, Sung by a sweet-scented cove; Here ain't no wine-inspired, witty Story of Honour and Love. ...
HERE ain't a lavender ditty, Sung by a sweet-scented cove; Here ain't no wine-inspired, witty Story of Honour and Love. ...
He was lyin' on his bunk, In the hut behind the mill,Ravin' like a man wild drunk, Never silent, ...
If I were Francois Villon and Francois Villon I, What would it matter to me how the time might drag ...
It seems to me, I spend my life in stations.Going, coming, standing, waiting.Paddington, Darlington, Shrewsbury, York.I know them all most ...
Still I see them coming, coming,In their ragged broken line,Walking wounded in the sunlight,Clothed in majesty divine.For the fairest of ...
The sweaty heads of waiters tower above the roomLike lofty and powerful capitals.Lice-ridden boys giggle nastily.And shining girls give painfully ...
but that was thenNOW i am, and do not expecttomorrow or yesterday today.instead i write in exstacyand when someone stops ...
for Greg Fallon A kid yells "Mother Fucker" out the school bus window. I don't think anyone notices the afternoon ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
As the sweet sweat of roses in a still, As that which from chafed musk-cats' pores doth trill, As the ...
At the end of a long-walled garden in a red provincial town, A brick path led to a mulberry- scanty ...
When I see you, who were so wise and cool, Gazing with silly sickness on that fool You've given your ...
WHILE winds frae aff Ben-Lomond blaw, An' bar the doors wi' driving snaw, An' hing us owre the ingle, I ...
1 A SONG of the good green grass! A song no more of the city streets; A song of farms-a ...
1 FIRST, O songs, for a prelude, Lightly strike on the stretch'd tympanum, pride and joy in my city, How ...
1 I WANDER all night in my vision, Stepping with light feet, swiftly and noiselessly stepping and stopping, Bending with ...
I've sung of Violet de Vere, that slinky, minky dame, Of Gertie of the Diamond Tooth, and Touch-the-Button Nell, And ...
The young maricones and the horny muchachas, The big fat widows delirious from insomnia, The young wives thirty hours' pregnant, ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
"O Trade! O Trade! would thou wert dead! The Time needs heart -- 'tis tired of head: We're all for ...
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