It was beautiful as God must be beautiful: glacial eyes that had looked on violence and come to terms with it; a body too huge

The apes yawn and adore their flea… The parrots shriek as if they were… Like cheap tarts to attract the st… Fatigued with indolence, tiger and… Lie still as the sun. The boa-con…

The furies are at home in the mirror; it is their address… Even the clearest water, if deep enough can drown. Never think to surprise them.

Up, black, striped and demasked li… At a funeral mass, the skunk’s tai… Paraded the skunk. Night after ni… I expected her like a visitor. The refrigerator whinnied into sil…

Either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when I was a young man I felt these things were dumb, unsophisticated.

She died in the upstairs bedroom By the light of the ev’ning star That shone through the plate glass… From over Leamington Spa Beside her the lonely crochet

On the sheep-cropped summit, under… The mouse crouched, staring out th… It dared not take. Time and a world Too old to alter, the five mile pr…

The sun has come. The mist has gone. We see in the distance... our long way home. I was always yours to have.

Abstraction is an old story with the philosophers, but it has been like a new toy in the hands of the artists of our day. Why can’t we have any one quality of poetry we choose by itself...

All I know is a door into the dar… Outside, old axles and iron hoops… Inside, the hammered anvil’s short… The unpredictable fantail of spark… Or hiss when a new shoe toughens i…

The highway is full of big cars going nowhere fast And folks is smoking anything that… Some people wrap their lies around… And you sit wondering

He is here, come down to look for… It is the song that calls you back… a song of joy and suffering equally: a promise: that things will be different up t…

I come from a musical place Where they shoot me for my song And my brother has been tortured By my brother in my land. I come from a beautiful place

Ma motherly she is affectionate and nurturing speaks “motherese” lovingly to a child

I thought it would last my time— The sense that, beyond the town, There would always be fields and f… Where the village louts could clim… Such trees as were not cut down;

On the grass when I arrive, Filling the stillness with life, But ready to scare off At the very first wrong move. In the ivy when I leave.

The useless dawn finds me in a des… Nights are proud waves; darkblue t… Nights have a habit of mysterious… The surge, that night, left me the… and odd ends: some hated friends t…

An escape from the pain Someplace soft to fall When the world knocks me down And the ground is hard. Decorated by the hearts

The water turns a long way down over the raw stone… ice crusts around it We walk separately along the hill to the open

I have seen the sun break through to illuminate a small field for a while, and gone my way and forgotten it. But that was the… of great price, the one field that…

What are days for? Days are where we live. They come, they wake us Time and time over. They are to be happy in:

WE’ RE foot—slog—slog—slog—slogg… Foot—foot—foot—foot—sloggin’ over… (Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin’ up… There’s no discharge in the war! Seven—six—eleven—five—nine—an’—twe…

I climbed through woods in the hou… Evil air, a frost-making stillness… Not a leaf, not a bird,— A world cast in frost. I came out… Where my breath left tortuous stat…

Tattoo was the mother of Pinkle P… A little black nothing of feet and… And by-and-by, when his eyes came… He saw his mother, the big Tattoo… And all that he learned he learned…

We wear the mask that grins and li… It shades our cheeks and hides our… This debt we pay to human guile With torn and bleeding hearts… We smile and mouth the myriad subt…

When the blackberries hang swollen in the woods, in the bramb… nobody owns, I spend all day among the high branches, reaching

The dog loved its churlish life, Scraps, thefts. Itsdeclined blood An anarchy of mindless pride. Nobody’s pet, but good enough To double with a bitch as poor.

Go to Tibet. Ride a camel. Read the Bible. Dye your shoes blue. Grow a Beard.

Doubt thou the stars are fire, Doubt that the sun doth move, Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love.

Candy Is Dandy But liquor Is quicker.

To step over the low wall that div… Road from concrete walk above the… Brings sharply back something know… The miniature gaiety of seasides. Everything crowds under the low ho…

look again pancakes mile high golden Belgian waffles diner string lights come sit half pound double burger

What is reality? I am a plaster doll; I pose with eyes that cut open without la… upon some shellacked and grinning… eyes that open, blue, steel, and c…

Born like this Into this As the chalk faces smile As Mrs. Death laughs As the elevators break

When I think about myself, I almost laugh myself to death, My life has been one great big jok… A dance that’s walked A song that’s spoke,

You walked in front of me, pulling me back out to the green light that had once grown fangs and killed me. I was obedient, but

Once upon a time, You and all your kind lived undern… Had ridges for ribs that dropped o… As if an excavation crew were hire… And while the world above you inve…

Lord Strawberry, a nobleman, collected birds. He had the finest aviary in Europe, so large that eagles did not find it uncomfortable, so well laid out that both humming birds and snow-b...

Two roads diverged in a yellow woo… And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I c… To where it bent in the undergrowt…

The word became flesh Hosanna welcome peacemaker not a warrior on a donkey ride Greeting palms along the way

It will not always be like this, The air windless, a few last Leaves adding their decoration To the trees’ shoulders, braiding… Of the boughs with gold; a bird pr…

There are similarities I notice: that the hills which the eyes make flat as a wall… together, open as I move to let me through; become

Swerving east, from rich industria… And traffic all night north; swerv… Too thin and thistled to be called… And now and then a harsh—named hal… Workmen at dawn; swerving to solit…

Don’t bother me. I’ve just been born. The butterfly’s loping flight carries it through the country of…

Meow Waiting To Be Seated The cat shows up instantly from no… As her food makes a sound with the… Instantly likewise it puts a smile…

Blue and gold ascending Bright blue beads braided strung together love infused interests purposes likes in order always the same aspirations –excel…

Understand, I am always trying to… what the soul is, and where hidden, and what shape and so, last week,

Earth Beyond Let there be Light Dead into life empty into full hel… Grains of sand into towers of moun… Formless unknown unknown darkness…

Whose woods these are I think I k… His house is in the village, thoug… He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with sn… My little horse must think it quee…

In the land of dreams, where sleep… We circle the drain, but who’s to… Friends grow old, and some depart, Leaving behind a heavy heart. As seventy nears, the nights grow…

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Showers and Flowers Punxsy Phil still napping In his den since saying We’re in for more snow days Six more weeks of cold daze

Farmers in the fields, housewives… Watch the burning aircraft across… As if a firefly and a spider fough… Far above the trees, between the w… They wait with interest for the ev…

Why should I let the toad work Squat on my life? Can’t I use my wit as a pitchfork And drive the brute off? Six days of the week it soils

Ma motherly she is affectionate and nurturing speaks “motherese” lovingly to a child

Deep in the land of Cranium Town, Lived neurons dressed in velvet go… They danced, they hummed, they lau… A sparkling, joyful symphony. But then one day, with fiery eyes,

Winged October Ghosts Low three digits sun Hot mountain winds sea breeze none Pumpkins yet to come Grey clouds gather way

Bound By Honor And you said “yes I am in” And you ran the gauntlet Of hard wood paddles for starters With fires coming out of their end…