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Bob Hicok Poems

  • Another Awkward Stage Of Convalescence
    Drunk, I kissed the moon
    where it stretched on the floor.
    I'd removed happiness from a green bottle,
    both sipped and gulped ...
  • An Old Story
    Itâ??s hard being in love
    with fireflies. I have to do
    all the pots and pans.
    When asked to parties ...
  • Unmediated Experience
    She does this thing. Our seventeen-
    year-old dog. Our mostly deaf dog.
    Our mostly dead dog, statistically
    speaking. When I crouch. ...
  • In The Loop
    I heard from people after the shootings. People
    I knew well or barely or not at all. Largely
    the same message: how horrible it was, how little
    there was to say about how horrible it was. ...
  • Mortal Shower
    I met my butt in a Pittsburgh
    hotel room. My face
    still looks like my face
    but not my butt, my hair ...
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Top 10 most used topics by Bob Hicok

People 10 Body 9 Home 9 Thought 9 Woman 9 I Love You 8 Love 8 Mouth 8 Face 7 River 7


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  • Aquotebot: “absence makes the heart. that’s it: absence makes the heart.” – bob hicok
  • Kathleenhelewa: ooh i love this one by bob hicok
  • Bebi_16: drunk, i kissed the moon where it stretched on the floor. i'd removed happiness from a green bottle, both sipped and gulped just as a river changes its mind, mostly there was a flood in my mouth because i wanted to love the toaster as soon as possible, and... bob hicok
  • Tempestaurora: anyway one of the most precious things in the universe is poetry and today i made a call on tumblr for people to send me their favourite poems and honestly i've had an excellent day please read bob hicok's 'other lives and dimensions and finally a love poem' thank you
  • Rabihalameddine: last year: other lives and dimensions and finally a love poem by bob hicok
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Christmas
 by Sir Walter Scott

The glowing censers, and their rich perfume;
The splendid vestments, and the sounding choir;
The gentle sigh of soul-subduing piety;
The alms which open-hearted charity
Bestows, with kindly glance; and those
Which e'en stern avarice.
Though with unwilling hand,
Seems forced to tender; an offering sweet
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