All Poems
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Just A Woman.
© Arthur Henry Adams
YOU ask me why I love her;
Not a charm can you discover!
Would you see
The heart that a shut rose is,
The Fight
© Russell Edson
A man is fighting with a cup of coffee. The rules: he must not
break the cup nor spill its coffee; nor must the cup break the
man's bones or spill his blood.
Richard H. Dana, Sen.
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
O DEEP grave eyes! that long have seemed to gaze
On our low level from far loftier days,
O grand gray head! all aureole seemed to gird,
Drawn from the spirit's pure, immaculate rays!
Ape
© Russell Edson
Why don't you have the butcher cut these apes up? You lay
the whole thing on the table every night; the same fractured
skull, the same singed fur; like someone who died horribly. These
aren't dinners, these are post-mortem dissections.
The Columbiad: Book X
© Joel Barlow
From that mark'd stage of man we now behold,
More rapid strides his coming paths unfold;
His continents are traced, his islands found,
His well-taught sails on all his billows bound,
His varying wants their new discoveries ply,
And seek in earth's whole range their sure supply.
Hands
© Russell Edson
Smokes quietly in the evening by the four legged
table wagging its (well why not) tail, friendly
chap.
Pastor Cum
© Adam Lindsay Gordon
When he, that shepherd false, 'neath Phrygian sails,
Carried his hostess Helen o'er the seas,
The Gentlemen In The Meadow
© Russell Edson
Some gentlemen are floating in the meadow over
the yellow grass. They seem to hover by those wonderful blue
little flowers that grow there by those rocks. Perhaps they have floated up from that nearby
graveyard? They drift a little when the wind blows. Butterflies flutter through them . . .
The Fall
© Russell Edson
There was a man who found two leaves and came
indoors holding them out saying to his parents
that he was a tree.
Hymn Read At The Dedication Of The Oliver Wendell Holmes Hospital At Hudson, Wisconsin
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
ANGEL of love, for every grief
Its soothing balm thy mercy brings,
For every pang its healing leaf,
For homeless want, thine outspread, wings.
The Family Monkey
© Russell Edson
We bought an electric monkey, experimenting rather
recklessly with funds carefully gathered since
grandfather's time for the purchase of a steam monkey.
Inscription In A Garden
© George Gascoigne
IF any flower that here is grown
Or any herb may ease your pain,
Take and account it as your own,
But recompense the like again;
For some and some is honest play,
And so my wife taught me to say.
An Attempt At The Manner Of Waller
© William Cowper
Did not thy reason, and thy sense,
With most persuasive eloquence,
Convince me that obedience due
None may so justly claim as you,
By right of beauty you would be
Mistress o'er my heart and me.
Pearls
© Bernadette Geyer
And so I look back
still thinking of her
with painful heart,
this clench of inner flesh.
Ten Fingered Mice
© Edgar Albert Guest
When a cake is nicely frosted and it's put away for tea,
And it looks as trim and proper as a chocolate cake should be,
Identification In Belfast
© Robert Lowell
(I.R.A. Bombing)The British Army now carries two rifles,
one with rubber rabbit-pellets for children,
the other's of course for the Provisionals....
'When they first showed me the boy, I thought oh good,
Epilogue
© Robert Lowell
Those bless?d structures, plot and rhyme--
why are they no help to me now
I want to make
something imagined, not recalled?
The Ruins Of Time
© Robert Lowell
(Quevedo, Mire los muros de la partia mia and
Buscas en Roma a Roma, (!)O peregrino!)II saw the musty shingles of my house,
raw wood and fixed once, now a wash of moss
eroded by the ruin of age
