Makeup on Empty Space By Anne Waldman - Giggle Poems
I am putting makeup on empty space all patinas convening on empty space rouge blushing on empty space I am putting makeup on empty space pasting eyela ...
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Giant Night By Anne Waldman - Giggle Poems
I wonder Then realize I’m not the only person who’s considered in the grand scope of daily living There are those fast asleep who want to be and would ...
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Revolution By Anne Waldman - Giggle Poems
Spooky summer on the horizon I’m gazing at from my window into the streets That’s where it’s going to be where everyone is walking around, looking aro ...
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Poem with One Fact By Donald Hall - Giggle Poems
"At pet stores in Detroit, you can buy frozen rats for seventy-five cents apiece, to feed your pet boa constrictor" back home in Grosse Pointe, or in ...
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The Wreckage By Donald Hall - Giggle Poems
My life lay crumpled like a smashed car. Lines gather at mouth and at eyes like cracks in a membrane. Outside before dawn houses sail up like wrecks f ...
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Eating Together By Li-Young Lee - Giggle Poems
In the steamer is the trout??? seasoned with slivers of ginger, two sprigs of green onion, and sesame oil.??? We shall eat it with rice for lunch,??? ...
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Nocturne By Li-Young Lee - Giggle Poems
Half steel wire, half metal wing, nothing and anything might make this noise of saws and rasps, a creaking and groaning of bone-growth, or body-death, ...
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Falling: The Code By Li-Young Lee - Giggle Poems
I lie beneath my window listening to the sound of apples dropping in the yard, a syncopated code I long to know, which continues even as I sleep, and ...
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Persimmons By Li-Young Lee - Giggle Poems
Dew: I’ve forgotten. Naked: I’ve forgotten. Wrens are small, plain birds, yarn is what one knits with. Knowing it wasn’t ripe or sweet, I didn’t eat b ...
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Invocation to the Social Muse By Archibald MacLeish - Giggle Poems
Preferring life with the sons to death with the fathers, We also doubt on the record whether the sons Will still be shouting around with the same huzz ...
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Ancestral By Archibald MacLeish - Giggle Poems
The star dissolved in evening—the one star The silently and night O soon now, soon And still the light now and still now the large Relinquishing and t ...
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Way-Station By Archibald MacLeish - Giggle Poems
The incoherent rushing of the train Dulls like a drugged pain Numbs To an ether throbbing of inaudible drums Unfolds Hush within hush until the nigh ...
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Lines for a Prologue By Archibald MacLeish - Giggle Poems
(Tell me your dreams, O sailors: Tell me, in sleep did you climb The tall masts, and before you—) At night the stillness of old trees Is a leaning ove ...
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Making Money: Drought Year in Minkler, California By Gary Soto - Giggle Poems
“It’s a ’49,” Rhinehardt said, and slammed The screen door, then worked his way around The dog turds in the yard To the Buick gutted from fire—the gea ...
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The Tale of Sunlight By Gary Soto - Giggle Poems
When I opened the cantina At noon A triangle of sunlight Was stretched out On the floor Like a rug Like a tired cat. I poured a beer, At a table Shuff ...
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Graciela By Gary Soto - Giggle Poems
However in the seventh month With child, her belly Rising like a portion of the sun, Something knotted inside her. Manuel summoned the Partera And tho ...
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The Map By Gary Soto - Giggle Poems
When the sun’s whiteness closes around us Like a noose, It is noon, and Molina squats In the uneven shade of an oleander.
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Lilacs By Amy Lowell - Giggle Poems
Lilacs, False blue, White, Purple, Color of lilac, Your great puffs of flowers Are everywhere in this my New England. Lilacs, False blue, White, Purpl ...
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After Tonight By Gary Soto - Giggle Poems
Because there are avenues Of traffic lights, a phone book Of brothers and lawyers, Why should you think your purse Will not be tugged from your arm Or ...
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Penumbra By Amy Lowell - Giggle Poems
As I sit here in the quiet Summer night, Suddenly, from the distant road, there comes The grind and rush of an electric car. Sitting here in the Summe ...
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Thompson’s Lunch Room—Grand Central Station By Amy Lowell - Giggle Poems
The big room is coloured like the petals Of a great magnolia, And has a patina Of flower bloom Which makes it shine dimly Under the electric lamps. Th ...
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The Elements of San Joaquin By Gary Soto - Giggle Poems
Field The wind sprays pale dirt into my mouth The small, almost invisible scars On my hands. Wind A dry wind over the valley Peeled mountains, grain b ...
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The Blue Scarf By Amy Lowell - Giggle Poems
The west wind has lifted a scarf On the seat close beside me; the blue of it is a violent outrage of colour. Her kisses are sharp buds of fire; and I ...
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The Taxi By Amy Lowell - Giggle Poems
When I go away from you The world beats dead Like a slackened drum. I call out for you against the jutted stars And shout into the ridges of the wind. ...
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