The nose-end that twitches, the old imperfections— Tolerable now as …
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The Colossus
I shall never get you put together entirely, Pieced, glued, …
Read Poem »The Burnt-out Spa
An old beast ended in this place: A monster of …
Read Poem »The Bull of Bendylaw
The black bull bellowed before the sea. The sea, till …
Read Poem »The Beekeeper’s Daughter
A garden of mouthings. Purple, scarlet-speckled, black The great corollas …
Read Poem »The Bee Meeting
Who are these people at the bridge to meet me? …
Read Poem »The Beast
He was the bullman earlierm King of the dish, my …
Read Poem »The Babysitters
It is ten years, now, since we rowed to Children’s …
Read Poem »The Arrival of the Bee Box
I ordered this, clean wood box Square as a chair …
Read Poem »The Applicant
First, are you our sort of a person? Do you …
Read Poem »Thalidomide
O half moon— Half-brain, luminosity— Negro, masked like a white, …
Read Poem »Terminal
Riding home from credulous blue domes, the dreamer reins his …
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