Harry Crosby Queen Poems

  • 1.
    I would you were the hollow ship
    fashioned to bear the cargo of my love
    the unrelenting glove
    hurled in defiance at our blackest world
  • 2.
    Mad Queen Aeronautical CorporationCyclone 3030
    Mad Queen Chemical CorporationGunpowder 3328
    Mad Queen Company for the Manufacture of Hand GrenadesGunpowder 8878
    Mad Queen Drug Store of Tonics and StimulantsDetonator 8808
    Mad Queen Dynamiting and Blasting CompanyRackarock 4196
    Mad Queen Express ElevatorsSpeedway 7898
    Mad Queen Fireworks CorporationHurricane 1144
    Mad Queen Garage for Vandals of the RoadSpeedway 3984
    Mad Queen Hospital for Electrifying the HeartCyclone 5679
    Mad Queen Jazz BandDetonator 8814
    Mad Queen Laboratory for the Manufacture of AphrodisiacsGunpowder 0090
    Mad Queen Lighting and Fuel CorporationGunpowder 4301
    Mad Queen Manufacturers of High ExplosivesThunderbolt 4414
    Mad Queen Racing AutomobilesSpeedway 6655
    Mad Queen Rum DistilleryExplosion 1152
    Mad Queen SkyscrapersHurricane 7444
    Mad Queen Society for the Vivisection of the PhilistinesThunderbolt 8778
    Mad Queen Society of IncendiariesRackarock 2254
    Mad Queen Steam Locomotive CompanySpeedway 1010
    Mad Queen Steam Roller ManufacturersDetonator 1234
    Mad Queen Windmills and WeathervanesHurricane 0164

  • 3.
    The Sun! the Sun!
    a fish in the aquarium of sky
    or golden net to snare the butterfly
    of soul
  • 4.
    I exchange eyes with the Mad Queen.
    The mirror crashes against my face and bursts into a thousand suns. all over the city flags cracle and bang. Fog horns scream in the harbor. The wind hurricanes through the window. Tornadoes are unmuzzled as I begin to dance the dance of the Kurd Shepherds.
    I stamp upon the floor. I whirl like dervishes. Colors revolve dressing and undressing. I lash them with fury stark white with iron black harsh red with blue marble green with bright orange and only gold remains naked. I roar with joy.
    Black-footed ferrets disappear into holes.
  • 5.
    I am the criminal whose chest is tattooed with a poinard above which are graven the words 'mort aux bourgeois'. Let us each tattoo this on our hearts.
    I am the soldier with a red mark on my nakedness-when in a frenzy of love the mark expands to spell Mad Queen. Let us each tattoo our Mad Queen on our heart.
    I am the prophet from the land of the Sun whose back is tattooed in the design of a rising sun. Let us each tattoo a rising sun on our heart.

  • 6.
    What is your feeling about the revolutionary spirit ofyour age, as expressed, for instance, in such movements as communism, surrealism, anarchism?
      The revolutionary spirit of our age (as expressed by communism, surrealism, anarchism, madness) is a hot firebrand thrust into the dark lantern of the world.
        In Nine Decades
      a Mad Queen shall be born.
  • 7.
    (Self-Portrait) Omens and Astrology. A desert flat and undisturbed, stupid and forlorn. Sunless. a caravan of failures. Pons Asinorum and the Feast of the Ass and revolt against standardized American childhood.
    War and Violence.
    Catapults and Torches and the first stray thrusts of Sun into the Soul. Bombardments and Bordels. Heraldry and High Walls. Too rigid to crumble but not too strong to fracture.

  • 8.
      I exchange eyes with the Mad Queen

      the mirror crashes against my face
    and bursts into a thousand suns
Total 8 Queen Poems by Harry Crosby

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