Reichsmarschall Hermann G?ring (1 April 1945) By W. D. Snodgrass - Giggle Poems
And why, Herr Reichsmarschall, is Italy Just like schnitzel? Pray, could an old, soft football be Much like a man in deep disgrace? Tell us, dear Mini ...
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Dr. Joseph Goebbels (22 April 1945) By W. D. Snodgrass - Giggle Poems
Stand back, make way, you mindless scum, Squire Voland the Seducer’s come— Old Bock from Babelsberg whose tower Falls silent now, whose shrunken power ...
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Magda Goebbels (30 April 1945) By W. D. Snodgrass - Giggle Poems
This is the Doctor who has brought Your needle with your special shot To quiet you; you won’t get caught Off guard or unprepared. Take this on your to ...
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New Netherland, 1654 By Grace Schulman - Giggle Poems
We raised a prayer house— that is, we broke new wood for one, but some tough burned it, snarling: “Carve only stones for the dead.” Damp ground, no fi ...
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Narcissus By Delmore Schwartz - Giggle Poems
THE MIND IS AN ANCIENT AND FAMOUS CAPITAL The mind is a city like London, Smoky and populous: it is a capital Like Rome, ruined and eternal, Marked by ...
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Eternity Blues By Hayden Carruth - Giggle Poems
I just had the old Dodge in the shop with that same damned front-end problem, and I was out, so to speak, for a test run, loafing along, maybe 35 m.p. ...
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Unknown Girl in the Maternity Ward By Anne Sexton - Giggle Poems
You lie, a small knuckle on my white bed; lie, fisted like a snail, so small and strong at my breast. Your lips are animals; you are fed with love. Yo ...
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The Moss of His Skin By Anne Sexton - Giggle Poems
I held my breath and daddy was there, his thumbs, his fat skull, his teeth, his hair growing like a field or a shawl.
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