The last excuse (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
What is left now that we've used the last excuse, what is left to justify excess. The rhetoric at best ...
What is left now that we've used the last excuse, what is left to justify excess. The rhetoric at best ...
The hunt begins at a languid pace belying hysteria building in place, biding its time to menace the peace in ...
I was schooled well before he died, able at least to feel what others felt when their fathers were deceased. ...
It grew out of the Annexe and our Corps in a world at peace while our army trained, magnificent in ...
You awaken this time with a welcoming smile, an experience sublime, not a dream - the boner from Hell has ...
If you start out every day in the same old gloomy way it's little wonder what other people think of ...
For a small child crossing the pen alone was a courageous feat, occasionally, with a maniacal bleat, the wether would ...
It was a fat-tyred 4WD utility hard back, the sort of ute you'd expect a contractor to drive, except it ...
Steve is gone, I hardly can believe the man wont cry again, I cannot credit that his energy wont bloom ...
The West Village by then was changing; before long the rundown brownstones at its farthest edge would have slipped into ...
He said it doesn't look good he said it looks bad in fact real bad he said I counted thirty-two ...
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you ...
I to the open road, You to the hunchbacked street - Which of us two Shall the earlier rue That ...
I to the open road, You to the hunchbacked street - Which of us two Shall the earlier rue That ...
Oh the sisters of mercy, they are not departed or gone. They were waiting for me when I thought that ...
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
"DON'T they consult the 'Victims,' though?" I said. "They should, by rights, Give them a chance - because, you know, ...
As one who strives a hill to climb, Who never climbed before: Who finds it, in a little time, Grow ...
Sent to a friend who had complained that I was glad enough to see him when he came, but didn't ...
The meter I had sought to find, perplexed, was ripped from books of "verse" that read like prose. I found ...
From what I know of death, I'll side with those who'd like to have a say in how it goes: ...
amidst swirling wine and flickers of silver guests quote Dante, Brecht, Kant and each other. I wait in the hall ...
The Renaissance men are aging now, having survived Industrialization's Original Sin and the Information Age flood; The need for specialization ...
Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough! It isn't fit for humans now, There isn't grass to graze a cow. ...
We waited commonly for sleep or even death. The instances were wearisome as ages. But suddenly the wind's refreshing breath ...
III Our sons have gone to serve the Reds to serve the Reds to risk their heads! O bitter,bitter pain, ...
I know it's a bad title but I'm giving it to myself as a gift on a day nearly canceled ...
When love has changed to kindliness -- Oh, love, our hungry lips, that press So tight that Time's an old ...
When love has changed to kindliness -- Oh, love, our hungry lips, that press So tight that Time's an old ...
As he said vanity, so vain say I, Oh! Vanity, O vain all under sky; Where is the man can ...
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