Poems by Kenneth Fearing
Evening Song
... Curl up and drowse on the pavement of Fifth Avenue in the old sun ...
Dirge
... you at the corner of his casket, and where the hell we going on the right-hand silver knob, and who ...
Ballad of the Salvation Army
... His hair slicked down and his trousers tight ...
Literary
... System, and a thousand noble answers to a thousand empty questions, by a patriot who needs the dough ...
Aphrodite Metropolis (2)
... Cures thousands of men and women of moles, warts, red veins, flabby throat, scalp and hair diseases, ...
Aphrodite Metropolis (1)
... here somebody else gave the blonde lady a pencil moustache, and another perplexed citizen deposited: ...
X Minus X
... d his curse, her reward and their reward, their dismay and his dismay and her dismay and yours&mdash ...
Q & A
... Nor how the moon still weaves upon the ground, through the leaves, so much silence and so much peace ...
$2.50
... rnoon vision of the clublady, survives the cracker's evening fantasy of honor, and profit, and grace ...
St. Agnes' Eve
... ot," he yelled, "I'm not shot," he screamed, "it isn't me they've shot in the head," he laughed, "Oh ...
Love 20¢ The First Quarter Mile
... I forgive you, to put it simply, for being alive, and pardon you, in short, for being you ...
Aphrodite Metropolis
... " No, On Sunday, when they picnic in emerald meadows they look at the Sunday paper: ...
