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On the Beach at Fontana by James Joyce
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On the Beach at Fontana
Wind whines and whines the shingle,
The crazy pierstakes groan;
A senile sea numbers each single
Slimesilvered stone.
From whining wind and colder...
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Blue Sorrow, Green Sorrow
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Wrote this when I was 23; still working on it, but it's taking form.
You didn't stay to sleep
I'm left with nothing to keep
as my windows fill with the dawn
Shall I l...
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Keats, Shelley & Corso
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I thought I'd recite some of my favorite poetry sitting in some flowers on cloudy Labor Day.
from Endymion by John Keats
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its lov...
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Hope is the thing with feathers by Emily Dickinson
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Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.
And sweetest in the gale is heard
And sore must...
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Customer Service! Speak English! God Bless America!
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This particular video, Customer Service, is created from an e-mail forwarded to me verbatim with photos that were attached to it. The person who sent this e-mail out goes b...
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In Drear Nighted December by John Keats
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In drear nighted December,
Too happy, happy tree,
Thy branches ne'er remember
Their green felicity:
The north cannot undo them
With a sleety whistle through them;
Nor...
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from the Wasteland by T.S. Eliot
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A woman drew her long black hair out tight
And fiddled whisper music on those strings
And bats with baby faces in the violet light
Whistled, and beat their wings
And cr...
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Michael Jackson Sonnet
donyortypoet
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Sonnet 209
I learned Michael Jackson was dead from the
Front page of the morning paper left at
My door in Inverness. Seeing his face
I thought it was about the concer...
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I write the word
donyortypoet
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I write the word: I am behind it
You read the word: you are before it
We make a oneness, a reflection
two separate moments come together
But the word is still betwe...
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Dear Words
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Reverberating on my eardrum's skin
you come in
like a finger on a guitar string.
Sound sends me quivering.
Some places hands can't go.
You touch the soul.
But I'm not...
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