A Sister on the Tracks By Donald Hall - Giggle Poems
Between pond and sheepbarn, by maples and watery birches, Rebecca paces a double line of rust in a sandy trench, striding on black creosoted eight-by- ...
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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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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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Bailing Out-A Poem for the 1970s By Eleanor Wilner - Giggle Poems
The trees had trapped the flimsy fabric in their web—everywhere the harnessed bodies hung—helpless, treading air like water.
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The Messenger By Eleanor Wilner - Giggle Poems
The messenger runs, not carrying the news of victory, or defeat; the messenger, unresting, ???has always been running, the wind before and behind him, ...
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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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American Airlines Sutra By Ishmael Reed - Giggle Poems
put yr cup on my tray the stewardess said 40,000 feet up. (well i’ve never done it that way. what have i got to lose.) i climb into a cab & the woman ...
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Unholy Sonnet 13 By Mark Jarman - Giggle Poems
Drunk on the Umbrian hills at dusk and drunk On one pink cloud that stood beside the moon, Drunk on the moon, a marble smile, and drunk, Two young Ame ...
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Thanksgiving Day [“Over the river and through the wood”] By Lydia Maria Child - Giggle Poems
Over the river and through the wood, To grandfather's house we go; The horse knows the way To carry the sleigh Through the white and drifted snow. Ove ...
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Minuscule Things By William Matthews - Giggle Poems
There’s a crack in this glass so fine we can’t see it, and in the blue eye of the candleflame’s needle there’s a dark fleck, a speck of imperfection t ...
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Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening By Robert Frost - Giggle Poems
My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year.
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Autobiography By Lawrence Ferlinghetti - Giggle Poems
I am leading a quiet life in Mike’s Place every day watching the champs of the Dante Billiard Parlor and the French pinball addicts. I am leading a qu ...
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For Elizabeth Bishop By Sandra McPherson - Giggle Poems
—All are Broken now like her globe, but she remembers Them as I recall the black madonna Facing you across the room so that In a way you had the dark ...
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Climbing Milestone Mountain, August 22, 1937 By Kenneth Rexroth - Giggle Poems
In the morning We swam in the cold transparent lake, the blue Damsel flies on all the reeds like millions Of narrow metallic flowers, and I thought Of ...
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Homecoming By Jay Wright - Giggle Poems
The city screams its prayers at the towers in the distance. And the Catholic mantis clutching at the sky, a pearl of a city, cuando se duerme. The wat ...
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Journey to the Place of Ghosts By Jay Wright - Giggle Poems
I have earned my wine in another's misery, when rum bathed a sealed throat and cast its seal on the ground. Yet life is the invocation sealed in the c ...
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The Seekonk Woods By Galway Kinnell - Giggle Poems
I thought my stride one day would reach every other and from then on I would walk in time with the way toward that Lobachevskian haze up ahead where t ...
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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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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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