It’s a Talisman (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
Statutory interpretation sparing over the meaning, the import of precision, of a bit of administrative law boiled down to the ...
Poems about system (34 Poems)
Going to School (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Painful steps, unfathomable, perhaps To walk through those doors Into a familiar foreign place A necessary evil, or is it ...
The Context of Creation (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The beauty of creation is found in the context of creation the story of how we began the world beginning ...
She Offered it All (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A glitch in the system a check at the store denied She offered me all, all she had all she ...
Justice Amidst the Process (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Hearing her words, her voice anguished, tired, spent, seeking justice, from her view unification with her babies, her grandchildren, caught ...
Three Mothers (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
They are all so different, so different, age, history, fate's pull on their lives their place in the world they ...
A Birthing of Free Will (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
She was the one, the test case the alpha, the first who pushed the envelope bucked the system went her ...
Jessie (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
You were my first love Gone when I was thirteen On May Day, your day. Your smiling face and the ...
Actors (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Plaintiffs and defendants Appellant appellee Pleader, respondent Opposing counsel Judge and jury Actors on the stage Assigned roles Scripted lines ...
Crosswalk (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Iterative, coding conventions Six month of our lives Spent casting and recasting The structure of the new environment To bring ...
Sunapee Street (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Rug covered stairs a landing above me a place for the lead toy soldiers, the ceramic cat, small bottles Playing ...
The great journalist in spain (Eugene Field Poem)
Good editor Dana--God bless him, we say-- Will soon be afloat on the main, Will be steaming away Through the ...
Little Mack (Eugene Field Poem)
This talk about the journalists that run the East is bosh, We've got a Western editor that's little, but, O ...
On the Universality and Other Attributes of the God of Nature (Philip Freneau Poem)
ALL that we see, about, abroad, What is it all, but nature's God? In meaner works discovered here No less ...
Bird With Two Right Wings (Lawrence Ferlinghetti Poem)
And now our government a bird with two right wings flies on from zone to zone while we go on ...
Bad Day At The Beauty Salon (Maggie Estep Poem)
I was a 20 year old unemployed receptionist with dyed orange dreadlocks sprouting out of my skull. I needed a ...
Religio Laici (John Dryden Poem)
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
Flowers — Well — if anybody (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Flowers -- Well -- if anybody Can the ecstasy define -- Half a transport -- half a trouble -- With ...
Being old in the game (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It was a half-life that seemed like a genuine world wielding hard symbolism over those who ruled it; we lived ...
First We Take Manhattan (Leonard Cohen Poem)
They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom For trying to change the system from within I'm coming now, I'm ...
O Germany, Pale Mother! (Bertolt Brecht Poem)
Let others speak of her shame, I speak of my own. O Germany, pale mother! How soiled you are As ...
When Coldness Wraps This Suffering Clay (Lord Byron Poem)
When coldness wraps this suffering clay, Ah! whither strays the immortal mind? It cannot die, it cannot stay, But leaves ...
The Vision of Judgment (Lord Byron Poem)
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
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 50: In a motion of night they massed nearer my post (John Berryman Poem)
In a motion of night they massed nearer my post. I hummed a short blues. When the stars went out ...
Dream Song 30: Collating bones: I would have liked to do (John Berryman Poem)
Collating bones: I would have liked to do. Henry would have been hot at that. I missed his profession. As ...
Bishop Blougram’s Apology (Robert Browning Poems)
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
231. Epistle to Robert Graham, Esq., of Fintry (Robert Burns Poem)
WHEN Nature her great master-piece design'd, And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind, Her eye intent on all ...
260. Sketch in Verse, inscribed to the Right Hon. C. J. Fox (Robert Burns Poem)
HOW wisdom and Folly meet, mix, and unite, How Virtue and Vice blend their black and their white, How Genius, ...
Breaking and Entering (Ralph Angel Poem)
Many setups. At least as many falls. Winter is paralyzing the country, but not here. Here, the boys are impersonating ...