You of the golden hair beautiful sometimes sour expression lead me past the land mines of the heart smile your half smile upon me.
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You of the golden hair beautiful sometimes sour expression lead me past the land mines of the heart smile your half smile upon me.
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I’ve got to go deeper deeper than a torn photograph or a mirror looking back still hungry for the pain of pleasure cutting through layers of dead skin or a whipped cream alibi I’ve got to go deeper deeper than a fever blister of expletives deeper than the antiquity of rain the mother of all…
thought experiment uncertainty principle the cat said meow many possibilities happening at the same time More at https://twitter.com/hwl76/status/1244948381203599360. The post Uncertainty | Baris Semerci appeared first on Best Poetry. Go to Source Author: Best Poetry Online
When I was very young, say, around seven or eight, I went in for cowboy flicks. I usually went with a pack of boys my own age; we paid our dime and watched a double feature. The National Anthem was played and sometimes there’d be a yo-yo contest. There were usually one or two cartoons,…
In 2019 Michael Farrell edited the anthology Ashbery Mode, a collection of over sixty Australian poets whose work has been inspired by John Ashbery. The anthology is as much a testament to Ashbery’s range (both form and tone) and durability as it is to his inimitability. Ashbery’s influence is noticeable in Farrell’s own poetry, the…
Speaking after the service to the Uffculme gravedigger filling in the grave,he came out with some choice Devon that would have pleased Dave.Like’em say; them with lots of friends die young!200 or so I counted, and all there for one. The bells rang out at St Mary’s at the end, after Dun Ringill by Tull.Bells…
Here it is again: September 1, 1939, eighty-four years later. Can you picture Auden at The Dizzy Club, that “dive” on Fifty-Second Street, (aka Swing Street) on that terrible day when the Germans invaded Poland and quaked the earth? One of the best stanzas is a metaphorical description of that bar and others like it. Click…