Tag Archives: English Poems

Nursing Home Blues – Angelo Ventresco

Oh how I miss those walks in the park, where birds would sing and dogs did bark. Nuts for the pigeons and some for the squiriels, swan boats dfift by leaving watery swirls. Happy laughter of children floated by as … Continue reading

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man alone – louise bogan

It is yourself you seek In a long rage, Scanning through light and darkness Mirrors, the page, Where should reflected be Those eyes and that thick hair, That passionate look, that laughter. You should appear Within the book, or doubled, … Continue reading

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Poem – Consolation

How agreeable it is not to be touring Italy this summer, wandering her cities and ascending her torrid hill towns. How much better to cruise these local, familiar streets, fully grasping the meaning of every roadsign and billboard and all … Continue reading

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Poem – Embrace

You know the parlor trick. wrap your arms around your own body and from the back it looks like someone is embracing you her hands grasping your shirt her fingernails teasing your neck from the front it is another story … Continue reading

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Poem – The Patriots

at the edge of the city in the garbage dump where the trucks never stop unloading a crazy congregation stumbles from trashmound to trashheap they smash their fists down on whatever’s intact they tear to bits the pitifew items that … Continue reading

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Poem – Face in the Window

I am a modest house, a house solely notable for the fact I lived here once. Its brass plaque depicts an oxygen eye in which two pupils of hydrogen dance. Downstairs is where I lit fires whose insights with approach-velocity … Continue reading

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Poem – Space

From the trees the leaves came down until we joined hands with a wand and that act enabled them somehow then to reach the ground where they scuttered round our feet urging the latter to unite with a baton as … Continue reading

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