CITIZEN POEMS

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I Want To Be Sane Again

I am a condemned
untamed wacky aberrant lunatic
I went berserk
I took leave of reasoning
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Michael Aete

Michael Aete
A Coffin'is A Small Domain

943

A Coffin-is a small Domain,
Yet able to contain
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Values '67

Pass by citizen
don't look left or right
Keep those drip dry eyes straight ahead
A tree? Chop it down- it's a danger
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Spike Milligan
Gyelsay ( The Son Of The Nation).

Hidden land of Himalaya blessed by lotus born,
Worshiping God father Zhabdrung Rinpoche,
He ruled the land of thunder dragon,
With spiritual & secular law.
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Norbu Dorji

Norbu Dorji
Antarctic Pioneers

Because some unimportant man
In politics talks loud and high,
Or some wild, economic plan
To lift depression takes his eye,
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
September 1, 1939

I sit in one of the dives
On Fifty-second Street
Uncertain and afraid
As the clever hopes expire
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W. H. Auden

W. H. Auden
The Unknown Citizen

(To JS/07/M/378/ This Marble Monument
Is Erected by the State)

He was found by the Bureau of Statistics to be
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W. H. Auden

W. H. Auden
A Triumph Of Order.

A squad of regular infantry,
In the Commune's closing days,
Had captured a crowd of rebels
By the wall of Pere-la-Chaise.
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John Milton Hay
A Saucer Holds A Cup

1374

A Saucer holds a Cup
In sordid human Life
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
A Song Of Liberty

The Eternal Female groand! it was heard over all the Earth:
Albions coast is sick silent; the American meadows faint!
Shadows of Prophecy shiver along by the lakes and the rivers and mutter across the ocean! France rend down thy dungeon;
Golden Spain burst the barriers of old Rome;
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William Blake

William Blake
Letter To An Archaeologist

Citizen, enemy, mama's boy, sucker, utter
garbage, panhandler, swine, refujew, verrucht;
a scalp so often scalded with boiling water
that the puny brain feels completely cooked.
.....

Joseph Brodsky
Jackdaw

ALOOF from his tribe
On the elm-tree's top,
A jackdaw perched
A hand-reach up.
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Padraic Colum

Padraic Colum
Culture And Cops

Five nights agone I lay at rest
On my suburban couch.
My trousers on the bedpost hung,
Red gold within their pouch.
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
The First Step

The young poet Evmenis
complained one day to Theocritus:
"I've been writing for two years now
and I've composed only one idyll.
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Constantine P. Cavafy
The Sense Of Beauty

SPIRIT! who over this our mortal Earth,
Where nought hath birth
Which imperfection doth not some way dim,
Since Earth offended HIM--
.....
Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton

Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
Ode To W. Kitchener, M.d.

Author of
The Cook's Oracle, Observations on Vocal Music, The Art of Invigorating and Prolonging Life, Practical Observations on Telescopes, Opera-Glasses, and Spectacles, The Housekeeper's Ledger
and
The Pleasure of Making a Will.
.....
Thomas Hood

Thomas Hood
And So To-day

And so to-day- they lay him away-
the boy nobody knows the name of-
the buck private- the unknown soldier-
the doughboy who dug under and died
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Carl Sandburg

Carl Sandburg
Found Poem

after information received in The St. Louis Post-Dispatch, 4 v 86

The population center of the USA
Has shifted to Potosi, in Missouri.
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Howard Nemerov
With Dickens

In Windsor Terrace, number four,
Iâ??ve taken my abodeâ??
A little crescent from the street,
A bight from City Road;
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Henry Lawson

Henry Lawson
Fresh Air

I

At the Poem Society a black-haired man stands up to say
-You make me sick with all your talk about restraint and mature talent!
.....

Kenneth Koch
Rules Of The Road

WHAT man would be wise, let him drink of the river
That bears on its bosom the record of time
A message to him every wave can deliver
To teach him to creep till he knows how to climb
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John Boyle O'reilly
Pan In Vermont

About the 15th of this month you may expectour Mr. -- , with the usual Spring Seed, etc., Catalogues.- Florist-s Announcement.


It-s forty in the shade to-day, the spouting eaves declare;
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
Tiresias

I wish I were as in the years of old
While yet the blessed daylight made itself
Ruddy thro' both the roofs of sight, and woke
These eyes, now dull, but then so keen to seek
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Alfred Lord Tennyson

Alfred Lord Tennyson
Fellow Citizens

I drank musty ale at the Illinois Athletic Club with
the millionaire manufacturer of Green River butter
one night
And his face had the shining light of an old-time Quaker,
.....
Carl Sandburg

Carl Sandburg
Captain Craig Iii

I found the old man sitting in his bed,
Propped up and uncomplaining. On a chair
Beside him was a dreary bowl of broth,
A magazine, some glasses, and a pipe.
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Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson
The Brigs Of Ayr, A Poem, Inscribed To J. Ballantyne, Esq., Ayr.

The simple Bard, rough at the rustic plough,
Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough;
The chanting linnet, or the mellow thrush,
Hailing the setting sun, sweet, in the green thorn bush:
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Robert Burns

Robert Burns
His Return To London

From the dull confines of the drooping west,
To see the day spring from the pregnant east,
Ravish'd in spirit, I come, nay more, I fly
To thee, blest place of my nativity!
.....

Robert Herrick
The Brothers

Scene-_A lawyer's dreadful den.
Enter stall-fed citizen.

LAWYER.-'Mornin'. How-de-do?
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Ambrose Bierce
Edward Everett - "our First Citizen"

Winter's cold drift lies glistening o'er his breast;
For him no spring shall bid the leaf unfold
What Love could speak, by sudden grief oppressed,
What swiftly summoned Memory tell, is told.
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Oliver Wendell Holmes
The Contract

THE husband's dire mishap, and silly maid,
In ev'ry age, have proved the fable's aid;
The fertile subject never will be dry:
'Tis inexhaustible, you may rely.
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Jean De La Fontaine
Ad Cattonum

I know not, Mr. Catton, who you are,
Nor very clearly why; but you go far
To show that you are many things beside
A Chilean Consul with a tempting hide;
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Ambrose Bierce
The Divine Comedy By Dante: The Vision Of Purgatory: Canto Xxxii

Mine eyes with such an eager coveting,
Were bent to rid them of their ten years' thirst,
No other sense was waking: and e'en they
Were fenc'd on either side from heed of aught;
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Dante Alighieri
The Divine Comedy By Dante: The Vision Of Purgatory: Canto Vi

When from their game of dice men separate,
He, who hath lost, remains in sadness fix'd,
Revolving in his mind, what luckless throws
He cast: but meanwhile all the company
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Dante Alighieri
Prologue To "limberham."

True wit has seen its best days long ago;
It ne'er look'd up, since we were dipp'd in show:
When sense in doggerel rhymes and clouds was lost,
And dulness flourish'd at the actors' cost.
.....
John Dryden

John Dryden
Honour Dishonoured

Honoured I lived e'erwhile with honoured men
In opulent state. My table nightly spread
Found guests of worth, peer, priest and citizen,
And poet crowned, and beauty garlanded.
.....
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
Fragments - Lines 0183 - 0192

Among rams and asses and horses, Kyrnos, we look for those
Of noble breeding, and a man wants them to mate
From worthy stock. Yet a noble man does not mind marrying
A base woman of base birth if she brings him money in abundance,
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Theognis
Edward Everett

'OUR FIRST CITIZEN'

WINTER'S cold drift lies glistening o'er his breast;
For him no spring shall bid the leaf unfold
.....

Oliver Wendell Holmes
Exempt

They have said you needn't go to the front to face the foe;
They have left you with your women and your children safe at home;
They have spared you from the crash of the murderous guns that flash
And the horrors and the madness and the death across the foam.
.....
Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
His Soul

ONCE from the world of living men
I passed, by a strange fancy led,
To a still City of the Dead,
To call upon a citizen.
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Victor James Daley
Garrison

FREEDOMâ??S first champion in our fettered land!
Nor politician nor base citizen
Could gibbet thee, nor silence, nor withstand.
Thy trenchant and emancipating pen
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Amos Bronson Alcott
Sun-testament

I, The Sun, Lord of the Sky, sojourning in the Land of Sky, being of sound mind and memory, do hereby make, publish and declare the following to be my Last Will and Testament, hereby revoking all other wills, codicils and testamentary dispositions by me at any time heretofore made.

First, I hereby direct and elect that my estate shall be administered and my will construed and regulated and the validity and effect of the testamentary dispositions herein contained determined by the laws of the Sky.

.....

Harry Crosby
Mugga Mugga

Candidly, I do not hug a
Wish to go to Mugga Mugga;
To the Mugga Mugga Mountain by Yassberra's desert place,
Where they're planning - more's the pity
.....

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Old Town Types No. 13 - Larrikin Luke

Luke Gale, the larrikin lad, dwelt in Larrikin Lane,
A low street, a by-street, right at the edge of the town;
King of the boys and hobbledehoys - a vulgar youth, and vain,
Winning from all respectable folk a very respectable frown.
.....

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
The Hidden Heart

AS I rode out of Lochinvar
About me all the scene was fair;
The skies, with not a cloud to mar,
Were filled with fresh and dewy air,
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Roderic Quinn
The Mountain Laboured

A patriot spake thus to an eager throng:
'Give me the power and I shall right each wrong.
And Fortune, smiling, on our land shall look'
His name was COOK.
.....

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
The Convict

By the warm road--side, where chestnut and thorn
The brightness shaded, supine, at ease,
A felon, freed that morn,
Lay idle, and wondered, gazing up through the trees.
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Robert Laurence Binyon
On Leaving Holland

I


Farewell to Leyden's lonely bound,
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Mark Akenside

Mark Akenside
The Joy And Pains Of Gambling

I am old and alone
Rich and yet lonely
Nothing to do
Except to wait my time
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Rose Marie Juan Austin
Composed Near Calais, On The Road Leading To Ardres, August 7, 1802

Jones! as from Calais southward you and I
Went pacing side by side, this public Way
Streamed with the pomp of a too-credulous day,
When faith was pledged to new-born Liberty:
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth