The Talking Back of Miss Valentine Jones: Poem # one (June Jordan Poems)
well I wanted to braid my hairbathe and bedeck myself so fineso fully aforethought foryour pleasuresee:I wanted to travel and ...
well I wanted to braid my hairbathe and bedeck myself so fineso fully aforethought foryour pleasuresee:I wanted to travel and ...
A MARCH in the ranks hard-prest, and the road unknown;A route through a heavy wood, with muffled steps in the ...
You are a simulacrumOf what I believe you to beAnd what is neededBut you are somethingOther than thisYou answer off-key.Spike ...
Dear Lord,Please flood her nerves with sedativesand keep her strong enough to crack a smileso disbelieving friends and relativescan temporarily ...
Ladies and gentlemen: I take this opportunityTo introduce myself and mention that, much as we may deplore the fact, we ...
They must not talk....That strong and silent creature, The male of homo sapiens, bears the banWith calm aplomb. Speech is ...
I, having loved ever since I was a child a few things, never having waveredIn these affections; never through shyness ...
A serious moment for the water is when it boils And though one usually regards it merely as a convenience ...
Wasn't on purpose that I drilled through my finger or the nurse laughed. She apologized three times and gave me ...
Spring Up, up you go, you must be introduced. You must learn belonging to (no-one) Drenched in the white veil ...
Like so many others coming to him to repent of their sin washing in the waters as he lowered them ...
an image, her face smiling flashing into my mind wondering if others saw her too as he spoke her familiar ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
the lady has me temporarily off the bottle and now the pecker stands up better. however, things change overnight-- instead ...
A MARCH in the ranks hard-prest, and the road unknown; A route through a heavy wood, with muffled steps in ...
I, having loved ever since I was a child a few things, never having wavered In these affections; never through ...
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