Monthly Archives: August 2013

Every Step Of It

The night was young. I had eaten a light dinner and felt like walking. I nodded to the clerk as I passed through the lobby and went out to the busy street. Men and women, some in pairs, walked along … Continue reading

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Do Not Ask

Do not ask what you can do for your country, Do not ask what you can do for your town; Do not ask what you can do for your neighbor, Do not ask what you can do for a clown. … Continue reading

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Oh No!

Between two soaring glassy towers The golden sun arises fair, And all the city blooms up yellow As early workers glide in there. Out of their cars they’re lightly stepping With smiles of joy for waking day, And one, named … Continue reading

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A Glory

It was night in the heart of the city, Past midnight, and walkers were few, But these few had no fear of the city, And walked in their solitude true. Some were poets, and some were inventors; Here and there … Continue reading

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And Still

When twilight fell upon your face, And in your limbs swung lesser grace; When early frost flew in your hair, And stayed, to be set partner there; When autumn’s leaves light-raked your lips And scattered o’er your fingertips: Your eyes … Continue reading

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No Higher

High temple of my love, upon low bed, Exalted bed, that lies beneath my knee, I come with naked thighs to worship thee, And naked lips and hands to clasp thy head. Yet is my flesh thick-wrapped compared to this— … Continue reading

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Good Witches’ Song

Trouble, trouble, toils on bouble. End the drama, send Obama Flying, like a popping bubble. ObamaCare, a thing of air, Will sting yet like an adder; Demolish it, and in a fit Will he be smiling madder. Deny his every … Continue reading

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