Poems by Karl Shapiro
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A Garden In Chicago
... Takes her first whiskey of the afternoon--Ah! It is like a breath of country air ...
Manhole Covers
... Like Mayan calendar stones, unliftable, indecipherable, ...
The Olive Tree
... Now on the lawn ...
The Fly
... At your approach the great horse stomps and paws ...
Aside
... There is proof of the End and the lights and the bow at the curtain, ...
Conscription Camp
... Through the long school of day, absent in heart, ...
Going to School
... These are the lines that only poets have learned, ...
Buick
... But how alien you are from the booming belts of your birth and the smoke ...
Love for a Hand
... The sweetness of the fruit, his hand eats hers ...
I Am An Atheist Who Says His Prayers
... A physical coward, I take on all intellectuals, established poets, popes, rabbis, chiefs of staff ...
The Alphabet
... These words, this burning bush, this flickering pyre ...
University
... He was one Whose thought was shapely and whose dream was broad ...
The Conscientious Objector
... The hostile world shut out, the flags that dripped ...
Troop Train
... And death leads back to trucks and trains and ships, ...
Editing Poetry
... the shining rhinestone hour in the dark-blue mirror, the peroxide chat of models and photogenic morn ...
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