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Inferior Poem Anthology

Trust Fund Witches

Tape hiss, Value Village, vibraphones. On fixed-gears scrubbed with salt and lemon, similar the hole-and-corner at the middle of a Magic Eye the witches, genderless as calorie-free, exhale green and lavender, appear and disappear, chanting your passwords in a round. Voices like dimes dropped in a bowl, blush ultraviolet, glittering auras. Skin so soft they motility through walls they press confronting your window,...

Blackberrying

Nobody in the lane, and nothing, null but blackberries,

Blackberries on either side, though on the correct mainly,

A blackberry alley, going down in hooks, and a bounding main

Somewhere at the terminate of it, heaving. Blackberries

Large as the brawl of my pollex, and dumb as eyes

Ebon in the hedges, fat

With bluish-red juices. These they squander on my...

Hip-Hop Ghazal

Gotta dearest us brown girls, munching on fatty, swinging bluish hips,

decked out in shells and splashes, Lawdie, bringing them woo hips.

As the jukebox teases, watch my sistas throat the heartbreak,

inhaling bassline, peachy backbone and singing thru hips.

Like something boneless, nosotros glide silent, seeping 'tween floorboards,

...

Five Postcards from Jericho

Dear Regret, my leaning this morning, my leather human foot, want of

stone, age former, my burnished and bruised, hair lingering, hand

caked, spongy every bit Nov, my dear Relentless, my dear Aging,

...

My Meadow, My Twilight

Certain, in that location'due south a spell the leaves tin can make, shuddering,

and in their lying of a sudden still once more — flat, and still,

like time itself when it seems unexpectedly more

available, more to lose therefore, more to love, or

attempt to...

Merely to look up from the leaves, recall,

is a choice also, every bit if up from the shame of it...

Permit the Ponies Out

oh papa, to have you lot migrate upwardly, some part of you migrate up through

h2o through

fresh h2o into the teal plate of sky soaking foothills, papa,

to take your breath leave, escape yous, escape the

weight of os, muscle and organ, escape y'all, to rise upwardly, to loft,

till you lot are all breath filling the room, rising, escaping the white...

Salmon Backbone

Hither at Woodlands, Moriah,

these 30-five years later,

even so I could olfactory property her fearfulness.

Then, the huddled hills would non have

calmed her, now as they do me.

Then, the view did not snatch

the panting jiff, now, as information technology does

these thirty-five years subsequently, to the day,

I relive the journey of my salmon mother.

...

From thirsty

This city is beauty

unbreakable and amorous as eyelids,

in the streets, pressed with fierce departures,

submerged landings,

I am innocent every bit thresholds

and smashed dark birds, lovesick,

as empty elevators

allow me declare doorways,

corners, pursuit, let me say

standing hither in eyelashes, in

...

Composed upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802

Earth has not anything to show more fair:

Dull would he be of soul who could laissez passer by

A sight then touching in its majesty:

This Urban center now doth, like a garment, wear

The beauty of the morn; silent, bare,

Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie

Open unto the fields, and to the sky;

All bright and glittering in the smokeless...

The Wife

Living, I had no might

To make you hear,

At present, in the inmost night,

I am so about

No whisper, falling light,

Divides u.s.a., honey.

Living, I had no claim

On your corking hours.

Now the thin candle-flame,

The closing flowers,

Wed summertime with my proper name, —

And these are...

Come Up From the Fields Father

Come up from the fields father, here's a letter from our Pete,

And come up to the front door mother, here's a letter from thy dear son.

Lo, 'tis fall,

Lo, where the trees, deeper green, yellower and redder,

Absurd and sweeten Ohio's villages with leaves fluttering in the moderate wind,

Where apples ripe in the orchards hang and...

A Noiseless Patient Spider

A noiseless patient spider,

I marker'd where on a little promontory it stood isolated,

Marking'd how to explore the vacant vast surrounding,

It launch'd along filament, filament, filament, out of itself,

Ever unreeling them, ever tirelessly speeding them.

And you O my soul where you stand,

Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans...

Sonnet XXIX: When, in disgrace with fortune and men's optics

When, in disgrace with fortune and men's optics,

I all solitary beweep my outcast state,

And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,

And look upon myself and curse my fate,

Wishing me like to ane more rich in hope,

Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,

Desiring this man's fine art and that homo's scope,

With what I most...

Break, Break, Break

Break, pause, break,

On thy cold grey stones, O Sea!

And I would that my tongue could utter

The thoughts that ascend in me.

O, well for the fisherman's boy,

That he shouts with his sister at play!

O, well for the crewman lad,

That he sings...

England in 1819

An old, mad, blind, despised, and dying King;

Princes, the dregs of their dull race, who catamenia

Through public contemptuousness, — mud from a muddy spring;

Rulers who neither see nor feel nor know,

But leechlike to their fainting country cling

Till they drop, blind in blood, without a blow.

A people starved and stabbed in th' untilled field;

...

Adam Posed

Could our first begetter, at his toilsome plough,

Thorns in his path, and labor on his forehead,

Clothed only in a rude, unpolished skin,

Could he a vain fantastic nymph have seen,

In all her airs, in all her caper graces,

Her various fashions, and more various faces;

How had it posed that skill, which late assigned

But appellations to...

Give All to Beloved

Give all to dearest;

Obey thy heart;

Friends, kindred, days,

Estate, good-fame,

Plans, credit and the Muse, —

Nil reject.

'T is a brave primary;

Allow it have scope:

Follow it utterly,

Hope across hope:

High and more high

It dives into apex,

With fly unspent,

...

The Snow-Storm

Appear by all the trumpets of the sky,

Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields,

Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air

Hides hills and wood, the river, and the heaven,

And veils the farm-business firm at the garden's finish.

The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet

Delayed, all friends close out, the housemates sit

...

Feel

The lords of life, the lords of life, —

I saw them pass,

In their ain guise,

Like and unlike,

Portly and grim, —

Utilize and Surprise,

Surface and Dream,

Succession swift and spectral Incorrect,

Temperament without a tongue,

And the inventor of the game

Omnipresent without proper noun; —

Some to see, some to...

Holy Sonnets: Death, exist non proud

Death, be non proud, though some have called thee

Mighty and dreadful, for thou art non then;

For those whom thou retrieve'st thou dost overthrow

Die not, poor Death, nor however canst grand kill me.

From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,

Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,

And soonest our best men with thee do go,

...

The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls

The tide rises, the tide falls,

The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;

Forth the body of water-sands damp and brown

The traveller hastens toward the boondocks,

And the tide rises, the tide falls.

Darkness settles on roofs and walls,

Simply the sea, the ocean in the darkness calls;

The picayune waves, with their soft, white...

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