A Baroque Wall-Fountain in the Villa Sciarra By Richard Wilbur - Giggle Poems
Under the bronze crown Too big for the head of the stone cherub whose feet A serpent has begun to eat, Sweet water brims a cockle and braids down Past ...
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Tapestry By Charles Simic - Giggle Poems
In one corner the snow falling over a charging cavalry, in another women are planting rice. You can also see: a chicken carried off by a fox, a naked ...
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Badman of the Guest Professor By Ishmael Reed - Giggle Poems
i u worry me whoever u are i know u didnt want me to come here but here i am just d same; hi-jacking yr stagecoach, hauling in yr pocket watches & mak ...
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London Crossfigured By Lawrence Ferlinghetti - Giggle Poems
London ??????????????????crossfigured??? ??????????????????creeping with trams ?????????and the artists on sundays ????????????????????????????????? ...
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Don’t Let That Horse . . . By Lawrence Ferlinghetti - Giggle Poems
Don’t let that horse ??????????????????????????????eat that violin ??? cried Chagall’s mother ???????????????????????????????????? But he??? ??????? ...
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In Goya’s Greatest Scenes We Seem to See . . . By Lawrence Ferlinghetti - Giggle Poems
In Goya’s greatest scenes we seem to see ?????????????????????????????????????????? the people of the world??? ?????? exactly at the moment when ????? ...
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Monet: “Les Nymphéas” By W. D. Snodgrass - Giggle Poems
O world half-known through opening, twilit lids Before the vague face clenches into light; O universal waters like a cloud, Like those first clouds of ...
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Vuillard: “The Mother and Sister of the Artist” By W. D. Snodgrass - Giggle Poems
Remark, Perhaps, how she has dressed herself black Like a priest, and wears that sufficient air That does become the righteous. Dense, self-contained, ...
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In the Marble Quarry By James L. Dickey - Giggle Poems
Beginning to dangle beneath The wind that blows from the undermined wood,??? ??????I feel the great pulley grind, ??????The thread I cling to lengthe ...
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Nude Descending By Alicia Ostriker - Giggle Poems
Like a bowerbird trailing a beakful of weeds Like prize ribbons for the very best The lover, producer Of another’s pleasure He whom her swollen lips a ...
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The Starry Night By Anne Sexton - Giggle Poems
The town does not exist except where one black-haired tree slips up like a drowned woman into the hot sky. This is how I want to die: into that rushin ...
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