A Phonecall from Frank O’Hara By Anne Waldman - Giggle Poems
I want to be free of poetry's ornaments, its duty, free of constant irritation, me in it, what was grander reason for being? ‘While frank and free/cal ...
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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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You, Andrew Marvell By Archibald MacLeish - Giggle Poems
And here face down beneath the sun And here upon earth’s noonward height To feel the always coming on The always rising of the night: To feel creep u ...
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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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On A Diet By William Matthews - Giggle Poems
Something like the body of the poet’s work, with its pale shadows, begins to pare and replace the poet’s body, and isn’t it time?
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The Wheel Revolves By Kenneth Rexroth - Giggle Poems
Two and two violet green swallows Play over the lake. The blue birds have come back To nest on the little island. The swallows sip water on the wing A ...
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For My Contemporaries By J. V. Cunningham - Giggle Poems
Time that procured me Good sense and skill Of madness cured me.
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The Foggy, Foggy Blue By Delmore Schwartz - Giggle Poems
I’d gladly gladly stop if I only only knew A better way to keep from lying, And not get nervous and blue When I said something quite untrue: I looked ...
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Baudelaire By Delmore Schwartz - Giggle Poems
Dear Mother, is any time left to us In which to be happy? I am sick of having colds and headaches: You know my strange life. You little know A poet’s ...
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Yet Do I Marvel By Countee Cullen - Giggle Poems
I doubt not God is good, well-meaning, kind, And did He stoop to quibble could tell why The little buried mole continues blind,??? Why flesh that mirr ...
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The Poet By Yone Noguchi - Giggle Poems
Out of the deep and the dark, A sparkling mystery, a shape, Something perfect, Comes like the stir of the day: One whose breath is an odor, Whose eyes ...
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