Monthly Archives: December 2013

Here

“Say, where is the future?” A young man cried. “Right around the corner”— But had I lied? He sped to the corner, Turned, and sped on. A girl came round it, Bright as the dawn. Far off he’s still calling, … Continue reading

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All Of My Lovers

All of my lovers, nameless and named, Pure inspiration you have inflamed. Not under covers did all of you go; Many—nay, most of you—not in the know. Some passed me by, not even to see I saw your confident dressing-to-be. … Continue reading

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Bold Dollars

Comes the wind claw-like out of the dark, Clawing her coat, its “Mine-it-is” mark; Tears at her face—it’s thirty below, Only she walking, on ice and snow. Only her moving in this north land; Only her steps and bold swinging … Continue reading

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Ten!

Girl counts slowly—she’s only two; Each number slowly, till she is through. Lips come together; softly they part; Ten was the mission, now to re-start! “One,” and “two,” then “three”—a smile. I listen, patient, glad with her style. “Four” comes … Continue reading

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So Much

The sun was beginning to ease up the sky When a girl on my pond flashed in my eye. Sheathed toe to head in an apple-ripe red Hair from her cap flew back as she sped. Over the white ice … Continue reading

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Altruism’s Last Spin

Altruism camme rapping, a-rapping at my door, Shouting “It’s your duty to give unto the poor!” Opening, I glared at him, then spun him all about, Kicked him in the backside, thought it was his snout! Altruism went running, still … Continue reading

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Show Me

Minds of my strong men, reasoning true, Where are your strong hands, what do they do? Where is your straight speech, logical, right? Where is your dream-fire, souls to ignite? Where is that proud stance, face of the dawn? When … Continue reading

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The Climber

He is a climber, Climbing so high, Steps without number, Ceiling the sky. Now he’s got four— He’s only one! He’ll get them all Before he is done. Hand on a stair, Foot moving right, Eyes go up “there” Thrilled … Continue reading

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The Master

Here’s a soldier made of wood; Up, my soldier, brave and good! Up the pillow, down the sheet; Always go and don’t retreat; Fight the foe and never stop; Shoot him down and let him drop. O’er the blanket to … Continue reading

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Over All!

Swing so high, swing so low, Up again, off I go! Swing so low, swing so high, Down again, going by. Hear the bird, in the tree; Wonders who, who I be; Superman!—that’s my name, Going back, where I came. … Continue reading

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Adoration

Love is true, love is long, I love you over strong; Joy is long, joy is true, All my song just for you! I as you, you as I, Dim and dull pass us by; Song of me singing you, … Continue reading

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Ego First

Ten women in a leaking boat Did wail upon the water. The falls were near, it did appear That none was his dear daughter. But there, behind, within a wave, She held a branchlet tight. He just had time to … Continue reading

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Producer

Producer, Originator, Titan of Mind, Material Spiritual Man of Mankind, Highest in Virtue, Noblest in Thought, Master of Matter captured and wrought, User of mountains scooped up for gain, Lasher of oceans bounded and chained, Joy of fair valleys citied … Continue reading

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In The Eye

Producers of movies damn producers of wealth— “They’re bad for our morals, bad for our health.” And men praise the former, cast blame on the last, And cheer when the government chains them up fast. Then production goes slow, and … Continue reading

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Poetic Man

A poet laureate I’ve never sought to be; “America’s poet? Hell no, that’s not for me. Let all awards go by the board, False victory I can’t afford; I just write poems the best I can To be my own … Continue reading

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Lana’s Here!

There is a poet very young Whose words are sharp and clear; The bell of art has proudly rung To say that “Lana’s here!” The structure of her verse is such We’re fully taken in; No painter has a surer … Continue reading

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When

The bum had begged him for a dime, But for that beg he had no time; The manly towers soared sublime As up he looked in spirit-climb. From darkened alley came a hollar, From druggist fiend who’s face was pallor, … Continue reading

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Original Virtue (or, God as the first man to go on strike)

Ages and ages ago the first man stood up on his two feet one morning and felt an urge to eat. He wished for a piece of fruit in his hand, but when he looked at his hand there was … Continue reading

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Go, Go, Go!

The piano hoisters hoisted the piano to the pent- House. The crane did swing, the birds did sing, Away up high into the sky, to land a-top the pent- House! Upon a walk arounbd a pool it settled down to … Continue reading

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Asleep

Easy, serene, soft as a bird, Comes from my Love sigh of a word: “I” going low, “I” going deep, “I” going “I going asleep.” Silent now she, fairer than fair; Silent bow me, low to her there. Low to … Continue reading

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Original Virtue

The original thought in the original man, His original virtue—to say, “I can,” His original glory—his thinking act— It started him upward, and that’s a fact. So don’t tell me of my original sin, My disobediance is my way to … Continue reading

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Next Case!

The man stood still as a rock. A lit cigarette hung forgotten between two fingers of his right hand, which itself hung loosely at his side, also forgotten. Ashes dropped near his feet. He was thinking. In the distance a … Continue reading

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Defiant I

‘Twas said true love was out of date, Must all love all at highest rate, And no one choose a love-of-life Lest envy lead to endless strife. Mountaintops, rocks and trees below her, The tall girl stood and looked down. … Continue reading

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More Than All Empires

The discovery of gold in your swelling-up breasts Lets adventurer hold all your daring success In affirming of you and your spirit’s attire Of your joy-life’s up-lift for that miner’s new lyre. He will sing, it may be, first of … Continue reading

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Oh, Give Me Not…

Oh, give me not false beauty, That hides ‘neathe paint false mind; As such, it’s but graffitti To fool those who are blind. The face, and facial features, Of they who plot and scheme, May hide their evil natures, Present … Continue reading

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