Z213: Exit (Dimitris Lyacos Poems)
Page 5 A few hours more, station, deserted, a dirt road for inside the town, mud, mud, blankets outside, mouldering ...
Page 5 A few hours more, station, deserted, a dirt road for inside the town, mud, mud, blankets outside, mouldering ...
Translated by Shorsha Sullivan (book includes DVD with audio performance directed by Piers Burton-Page, slide show of sculptures by Fritz ...
If you make a revolution, make it for fun, don't make it in ghastly seriousness, don't do it in deadly ...
What, can these dead bones live, whose sap is dried By twenty scorching centuries of wrong? Is this the House ...
This spring as it comes bursts up in bonfires green, Wild puffing of emerald trees, and flame-filled bushes, Thorn-blossom lifting ...
In the South lies a lonesome, hungry Land; He huddles his rags with a cripple's hand; He mutters, prone on ...
I listen to the stillness of you, My dear, among it all; I feel your silence touch my words as ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
Round clouds roll in the arms of the wind, The round earth rolls in a clasp of blue sky, And ...
People were bathing and posturing themselves on the beach, and all was dreary, great robot limbs, robot breasts, robot voices, ...
My little love, my darling, You were a doorway to me; You let me out of the confines Into this ...
When along the pavement, Palpitating flames of life, People flicker round me, I forget my bereavement, The gap in the ...
The first time I drank gin I thought it must be hair tonic. My brother swiped the bottle from a ...
People sit numbly at the counter waiting for breakfast or service. Today it's Hartford, Connecticut more than twenty-five years after ...
All the way on the road to Gary he could see where the sky shone just out of reach and ...
You pull over to the shoulder of the two-lane road and sit for a moment wondering where you were going ...
I. A NEGRO SERMON:-SIMON LEGREE (To be read in your own variety of negro dialect.) Legree's big house was white ...
Where is David? . . . O God's people, Saul has passed, the good and great. Mourn for Saul the ...
(Being a Chant of the American Soap-Box and the Russian Revolution.) O market square, O slattern place, Is glory in ...
Thou two-faced year, Mother of Change and Fate, Didst weep when Spain cast forth with flaming sword, The children of ...
Here, where the noises of the busy town, The ocean's plunge and roar can enter not, We stand and gaze ...
One day a mother died. And on that clear, cold morning, in the warmth of her bedroom, the daughter was ...
You deserve to be credited for defying the opinions and expectations of many of the people around you. When they ...
I am your constant companion, I am your greatest helper or heaviest burden. I will push you onward or drag ...
I read of a man who stood to speak At the funeral of a friend He referred to the dates ...
Everyone wants success, and yet they often don't know when they have it. For most, it is the maddening chase ...
When you get what you want in your struggle for self And the world makes you king for a day ...
I've seen death stare me in my own eyes The way many of you cannot know, I've seen death take ...
Why do we close our eyes when we sleep? When we cry? When we imagine? When we kiss? This is ...
Diplomacy is the art of letting someone else get your way. Life is not no much a matter of position ...
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