Tag Archives: Dramatist

Poem – Ballad About Drinking

We had slaughtered a hundred white whales, civilization was quite forgotten, our lungs were burned out from smoking shag, but on sighting port we blew out our chests like barrels and began to speak to one another politely, and with … Continue reading

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Poem – Being Late

Something dangerous is beginning: I am coming late to my own self. I made an appointment with my thoughts- the thoughts were snatched from me. I made an appointment with Faulkner- but they made me go to a banquet. I … Continue reading

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Poem – Humor

Tsars, Kings, Emperors, sovereigns of all the earth, have commanded many a parade, but they could not command humor. When Aesop, the tramp, came visiting the palaces of eminent personages ensconced in sleek comfort all day, they struck him as … Continue reading

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Poem – The Mail Cutter

The ice had not even begun to break, no boat could possibly sail yet, but the letters lay in a pile at the post office, with all their requests and instructions. Among them trying vainly to leave, in the scrawls … Continue reading

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Poem – Breaking Up

I fell out of love: that’s our story’s dull ending, as flat as life is, as dull as the grave. Excuse me-I’ll break off the string of this love song and smash the guitar. We have nothing to save. The … Continue reading

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Poem – Crane

I KNOW you, Crane: I, too, have waited, Waited until my heart Melted to little pools around my feet! Comer in the morning ere the crows, Shunner, Searcher Something find for me! The pennies that were laid upon the eyes … Continue reading

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Poem – Family Study 

Always when I think of you Dawn breaks above Buenos Aires and the Atlantic has the inexplicable color of your eyes. Exotic birds nest on out TV aerial until the announcer has a pearly hairdo and complete blonde smile. She … Continue reading

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