GARBAGE POEMS
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The Boy With The Sun In His Pocket
You may be if you laugh at yourself
accept the sky has its own significance
and is not waiting for your interpretation
and metaphor.
.....
S. K. Kelen
You may be if you laugh at yourself
accept the sky has its own significance
and is not waiting for your interpretation
and metaphor.
.....
S. K. Kelen
Waiting For You
CALL:
Alone in this lofty and deserted place,
Have I patiently and eagerly waited.
Among men each day have I search your face;
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Evabeta Benefit
CALL:
Alone in this lofty and deserted place,
Have I patiently and eagerly waited.
Among men each day have I search your face;
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Evabeta Benefit
The Sundays Of Satin-legs Smith
Inamoratas, with an approbation,
Bestowed his title. Blessed his inclination.
He wakes, unwinds, elaborately: a cat
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Gwendolyn Brooks
Inamoratas, with an approbation,
Bestowed his title. Blessed his inclination.
He wakes, unwinds, elaborately: a cat
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Gwendolyn Brooks
Midnight
Speak to me, aching heart: what
Ridiculous errand are you inventing for yourself
Weeping in the dark garage
With your sack of garbage: it is not your job
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Louise Gluck
Speak to me, aching heart: what
Ridiculous errand are you inventing for yourself
Weeping in the dark garage
With your sack of garbage: it is not your job
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Louise Gluck
Veruca Salt, The Little Brute
'Veruca Salt, the little brute,
Has just gone down the garbage chute,
(And as we very rightly thought
That in a case like this we ought
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Roald Dahl
'Veruca Salt, the little brute,
Has just gone down the garbage chute,
(And as we very rightly thought
That in a case like this we ought
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Roald Dahl
The Envoy Of Mr Cogito
Go where those others went to the dark boundary
for the golden fleece of nothingness your last prize
go upright among those who are on their knees
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Zbigniew Herbert
Go where those others went to the dark boundary
for the golden fleece of nothingness your last prize
go upright among those who are on their knees
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Zbigniew Herbert
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.
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Joseph Brodsky
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.
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Joseph Brodsky
Tear It Down
We find out the heart only by dismantling what
the heart knows. By redefining the morning,
we find a morning that comes just after darkness.
We can break through marriage into marriage.
.....
Jack Gilbert
We find out the heart only by dismantling what
the heart knows. By redefining the morning,
we find a morning that comes just after darkness.
We can break through marriage into marriage.
.....
Jack Gilbert
My White Mouse
At dusk I saw a craintive mouse
That sneaked and stole around the house;
At first I took it for a ghost,
For it was snowy white-almost.
.....
Robert Service
At dusk I saw a craintive mouse
That sneaked and stole around the house;
At first I took it for a ghost,
For it was snowy white-almost.
.....
Robert Service
Vain Virtues
What is the sorriest thing that enters Hell?
None of the sins,-but this and that fair deed
Which a soul's sin at length could supersede.
These yet are virgins, whom death's timely knell
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Dante Gabriel Rossetti
What is the sorriest thing that enters Hell?
None of the sins,-but this and that fair deed
Which a soul's sin at length could supersede.
These yet are virgins, whom death's timely knell
.....
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Deep In Our Refrigerator
Deep in our refrigerator,
there's a special place
for food that's been around awhile...
we keep it, just in case.
.....
Jack Prelutsky
Deep in our refrigerator,
there's a special place
for food that's been around awhile...
we keep it, just in case.
.....
Jack Prelutsky
Suicide Off Egg Rock
Behind him the hotdogs split and drizzled
On the public grills, and the ochreous salt flats,
Gas tanks, factory stacks- that landscape
Of imperfections his bowels were part of-
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Sylvia Plath
Behind him the hotdogs split and drizzled
On the public grills, and the ochreous salt flats,
Gas tanks, factory stacks- that landscape
Of imperfections his bowels were part of-
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Sylvia Plath
A Critic
That from _you_, neighbor! to whose vacant lot
Each rhyming literary knacker scourges
His cart-compelling Pegasus to trot,
As folly, fame or famine smartly urges?
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Ambrose Bierce
That from _you_, neighbor! to whose vacant lot
Each rhyming literary knacker scourges
His cart-compelling Pegasus to trot,
As folly, fame or famine smartly urges?
.....
Ambrose Bierce
Paterson
What do I want in these rooms papered with visions of money?
How much can I make by cutting my hair? If I put new heels on my shoes,
bathe my body reeking of masturbation and sweat, layer upon layer of excrement
dried in employment bureaus, magazine hallways, statistical cubicles, factory stairways,
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Allen Ginsberg
What do I want in these rooms papered with visions of money?
How much can I make by cutting my hair? If I put new heels on my shoes,
bathe my body reeking of masturbation and sweat, layer upon layer of excrement
dried in employment bureaus, magazine hallways, statistical cubicles, factory stairways,
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Allen Ginsberg
I Want To Die Before You
I
want to die before you.
Do you think that who passes later
will find who's gone before?
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Nazim Hikmet
I
want to die before you.
Do you think that who passes later
will find who's gone before?
.....
Nazim Hikmet
Population Drifts
New-mown hay smell and wind of the plain made her
a woman whose ribs had the power of the hills in
them and her hands were tough for work and there
was passion for life in her womb.
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Carl Sandburg
New-mown hay smell and wind of the plain made her
a woman whose ribs had the power of the hills in
them and her hands were tough for work and there
was passion for life in her womb.
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Carl Sandburg
The Ghetto
I
Cool, inaccessible air
Is floating in velvety blackness shot with steel-blue lights,
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Lola Ridge
I
Cool, inaccessible air
Is floating in velvety blackness shot with steel-blue lights,
.....
Lola Ridge
Coffee
Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee
affords. I once read something about coffee. The thing said that coffee is good for you;
it stimulates all the organs.
I thought at first this was a strange way to put it, and not altogether pleasant, but
.....
Richard Brautigan
Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee
affords. I once read something about coffee. The thing said that coffee is good for you;
it stimulates all the organs.
I thought at first this was a strange way to put it, and not altogether pleasant, but
.....
Richard Brautigan
I Feel Horrible. She Doesn't
I feel horrible. She doesn't
love me and I wander around
like a sewing machine
that's just finished sewing
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Richard Brautigan
I feel horrible. She doesn't
love me and I wander around
like a sewing machine
that's just finished sewing
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Richard Brautigan
Sunday Night In Santa Rosa
The carnival is over. The high tents,
the palaces of light, are folded flat
and trucked away. A three-time loser yanks
the Wheel of Fortune off the wall. Mice
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Dana Gioia
The carnival is over. The high tents,
the palaces of light, are folded flat
and trucked away. A three-time loser yanks
the Wheel of Fortune off the wall. Mice
.....
Dana Gioia
The Bandaged Shoulder
He said that he had hurt himself on a wall or that he had fallen.
But there was probably another reason
for the wounded and bandaged shoulder.
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Constantine P. Cavafy
He said that he had hurt himself on a wall or that he had fallen.
But there was probably another reason
for the wounded and bandaged shoulder.
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Constantine P. Cavafy
Noctambule
Zut! it's two o'clock.
See! the lights are jumping.
Finish up your bock,
Time we all were humping.
.....
Robert Service
Zut! it's two o'clock.
See! the lights are jumping.
Finish up your bock,
Time we all were humping.
.....
Robert Service
Editor Whedon
To be able to see every side of every question
To be on every side, to be everything, to be nothing long;
To pervert truth, to ride it for a purpose,
To use great feelings and passions of the human family
.....
Edgar Lee Masters
To be able to see every side of every question
To be on every side, to be everything, to be nothing long;
To pervert truth, to ride it for a purpose,
To use great feelings and passions of the human family
.....
Edgar Lee Masters
Municipal
"Why is my District death-rate low?"
Said Binks of Hezabad.
"Well, drains, and sewage-outfalls are
"My own peculiar fad.
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Rudyard Kipling
"Why is my District death-rate low?"
Said Binks of Hezabad.
"Well, drains, and sewage-outfalls are
"My own peculiar fad.
.....
Rudyard Kipling
Mute Marriages
Mute marriages:
the ten-ton block of ice
obstructing the throat, the heart,
the red filter of the liver,
.....
Erica Jong
Mute marriages:
the ten-ton block of ice
obstructing the throat, the heart,
the red filter of the liver,
.....
Erica Jong
Moving Picture
When two take gas
by mutual consent
and the cops come in
when the walls are broken down
.....
David Ignatow
When two take gas
by mutual consent
and the cops come in
when the walls are broken down
.....
David Ignatow
My White Mouse
At dusk I saw a craintive mouse
That sneaked and stole around the house;
At first I took it for a ghost,
For it was snowy white - almost.
.....
Robert William Service
At dusk I saw a craintive mouse
That sneaked and stole around the house;
At first I took it for a ghost,
For it was snowy white - almost.
.....
Robert William Service
Kitchenette Building
We are things of dry hours and the involuntary plan,
Grayed in, and gray. "Dream" mate, a giddy sound, not strong
Like "rent", "feeding a wife", "satisfying a man".
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Gwendolyn Brooks
We are things of dry hours and the involuntary plan,
Grayed in, and gray. "Dream" mate, a giddy sound, not strong
Like "rent", "feeding a wife", "satisfying a man".
.....
Gwendolyn Brooks
The Death Of Marie Toro
We're taking Marie Toro to her home in Père-La-Chaise;
We're taking Marie Toro to her last resting-place.
Behold! her hearse is hung with wreaths till everything is hid
Except the blossoms heaping high upon her coffin lid.
.....
Robert Service
We're taking Marie Toro to her home in Père-La-Chaise;
We're taking Marie Toro to her last resting-place.
Behold! her hearse is hung with wreaths till everything is hid
Except the blossoms heaping high upon her coffin lid.
.....
Robert Service
Birthplace Revisited
I stand in the dark light in the dark
street
and look up at my window, I was
born there.
.....
Gregory Corso
I stand in the dark light in the dark
street
and look up at my window, I was
born there.
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Gregory Corso
Attitude Is Everything
Physically one can be handsome,
We should not judge anything by its looks,
The garbage can be clean and white from outside,
But interior will be full of dirt's.
.....
Norbu Dorji
Physically one can be handsome,
We should not judge anything by its looks,
The garbage can be clean and white from outside,
But interior will be full of dirt's.
.....
Norbu Dorji
The Lambs On The Boulder
I hear that the Commune di Padova has an exhibition of master-
pieces from Giotto to Mantegna. Giotto is the master of angels, and
Mantegna is the master of the dead Christ, one of the few human
beings who seems to have understood that Christ did indeed come
.....
James Arlington Wright
I hear that the Commune di Padova has an exhibition of master-
pieces from Giotto to Mantegna. Giotto is the master of angels, and
Mantegna is the master of the dead Christ, one of the few human
beings who seems to have understood that Christ did indeed come
.....
James Arlington Wright
De Profundis
There is a stubble field on which a black rain falls.
There is a tree which, brown, stands lonely here.
There is a hissing wind which haunts deserted huts- -
How sad this evening.
.....
Georg Trakl
There is a stubble field on which a black rain falls.
There is a tree which, brown, stands lonely here.
There is a hissing wind which haunts deserted huts- -
How sad this evening.
.....
Georg Trakl
Burial
If on some woebegone night
A generous Christian soul
Behind an old garbage-dump, might
Drop your proud corpse in a hole,
.....
Charles Baudelaire
If on some woebegone night
A generous Christian soul
Behind an old garbage-dump, might
Drop your proud corpse in a hole,
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Charles Baudelaire
Skunk Hour
(for Elizabeth Bishop)
Nautilus Island's hermit
heiress still lives through winter in her Spartan cottage;
.....
Robert Lowell
(for Elizabeth Bishop)
Nautilus Island's hermit
heiress still lives through winter in her Spartan cottage;
.....
Robert Lowell
A New York Child's Garden Of Verses
(With the usual.)
I
In winter I get up at night,
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Franklin Pierce Adams
(With the usual.)
I
In winter I get up at night,
.....
Franklin Pierce Adams
Possessions Are Nine Points Of Conversation
Some people, and it doesn't matter whether they are paupers or millionaires, Think that anything they have is the best in the world just because it is theirs. If they happen to own a 1921 jalopy, They look at their neighbor's new de luxe convertible like the wearer of a 57th Street gown at a 14th Street copy. If their seventeen-year-old child is still in the third grade they sneer at the graduation of the seventeen-year-old children of their friends, Claiming that prodigies always come to bad ends, And if their roof leaks, It's because the shingles are antiques. Other people, and if doesn't matter if they are Scandinavians or Celts, Think that anything is better than theirs just because it belongs to somebody else. If you congratulate them when their blue-blooded Doberman pinscher wins the obedience championship, they look at you like a martyr, And say that the garbage man's little Rover is really infinitely smarter; And if they smoke fifteen-cent cigars they are sure somebody else gets better cigars for a dime. And if they take a trip to Paris they are sure their friends who went to Old Orchard had a better time. Yes, they look on their neighbor's ox and ass with covetousness and their own ox and ass with abhorrence, And if they are wives they want their husband to be like Florence's Freddie, and if they are husbands they want their wives to be like Freddie's Florence. I think that comparisons are truly odious, I do not approve of this constant proud or envious to-do; And furthermore, dear friends, I think that you and yours are delightful and I also think that me and mine are delightful too.
.....
Ogden Nash
Some people, and it doesn't matter whether they are paupers or millionaires, Think that anything they have is the best in the world just because it is theirs. If they happen to own a 1921 jalopy, They look at their neighbor's new de luxe convertible like the wearer of a 57th Street gown at a 14th Street copy. If their seventeen-year-old child is still in the third grade they sneer at the graduation of the seventeen-year-old children of their friends, Claiming that prodigies always come to bad ends, And if their roof leaks, It's because the shingles are antiques. Other people, and if doesn't matter if they are Scandinavians or Celts, Think that anything is better than theirs just because it belongs to somebody else. If you congratulate them when their blue-blooded Doberman pinscher wins the obedience championship, they look at you like a martyr, And say that the garbage man's little Rover is really infinitely smarter; And if they smoke fifteen-cent cigars they are sure somebody else gets better cigars for a dime. And if they take a trip to Paris they are sure their friends who went to Old Orchard had a better time. Yes, they look on their neighbor's ox and ass with covetousness and their own ox and ass with abhorrence, And if they are wives they want their husband to be like Florence's Freddie, and if they are husbands they want their wives to be like Freddie's Florence. I think that comparisons are truly odious, I do not approve of this constant proud or envious to-do; And furthermore, dear friends, I think that you and yours are delightful and I also think that me and mine are delightful too.
.....
Ogden Nash
Margrave
On the small marble-paved platform
On the turret on the head of the tower,
Watching the night deepen.
I feel the rock-edge of the continent
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Robinson Jeffers
On the small marble-paved platform
On the turret on the head of the tower,
Watching the night deepen.
I feel the rock-edge of the continent
.....
Robinson Jeffers
The Reply Of Q. Horatius Flaccus To A Roman
Good friends, you urge my Odes grow trite,
And that of worthless station,
Of fleeting youth and joy, I write
With endless iteration.
.....
Alfred Austin
Good friends, you urge my Odes grow trite,
And that of worthless station,
Of fleeting youth and joy, I write
With endless iteration.
.....
Alfred Austin
Mugging (i)
I
Tonite I walked out of my red apartment door on East tenth streetâ??s duskâ??
Walked out of my home ten years, walked out in my honking neighborhood
Tonite at seven walked out past garbage cans chained to concrete anchors
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Allen Ginsberg
I
Tonite I walked out of my red apartment door on East tenth streetâ??s duskâ??
Walked out of my home ten years, walked out in my honking neighborhood
Tonite at seven walked out past garbage cans chained to concrete anchors
.....
Allen Ginsberg
The Geranium
When I put her out, once, by the garbage pail,
She looked so limp and bedraggled,
So foolish and trusting, like a sick poodle,
Or a wizened aster in late September,
.....
Theodore Roethke
When I put her out, once, by the garbage pail,
She looked so limp and bedraggled,
So foolish and trusting, like a sick poodle,
Or a wizened aster in late September,
.....
Theodore Roethke
Noctambule
Zut! it's two o'clock.
See! the lights are jumping.
Finish up your bock,
Time we all were humping.
.....
Robert William Service
Zut! it's two o'clock.
See! the lights are jumping.
Finish up your bock,
Time we all were humping.
.....
Robert William Service
The Blackbirds Are Rough Today
lonely as a dry and used orchard
spread over the earth
for use and surrender.
.....
Charles Bukowski
lonely as a dry and used orchard
spread over the earth
for use and surrender.
.....
Charles Bukowski
Flophouse
you haven't lived
until you've been in a
flophouse
with nothing but one
.....
Charles Bukowski
you haven't lived
until you've been in a
flophouse
with nothing but one
.....
Charles Bukowski
Hymn To Death
I
What is it haunts the summer air?
A sense of something lately passed away;
Something pleasant, something fair,
.....
Alfred Austin
I
What is it haunts the summer air?
A sense of something lately passed away;
Something pleasant, something fair,
.....
Alfred Austin
A Note Left In Jimmy Leonard's Shack
Near the dry river's water-mark we found
Your brother Minnegan,
Flopped like a fish against the muddy ground.
Beany, the kid whose yellow hair turns green,
.....
James Arlington Wright
Near the dry river's water-mark we found
Your brother Minnegan,
Flopped like a fish against the muddy ground.
Beany, the kid whose yellow hair turns green,
.....
James Arlington Wright
Curriculum Vitae
As though it were reluctant to be day,
.......Morning deploys a scale
.......Of rarities in gray,
And winter settles down in its chain-mail,
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Anthony Evan Hecht
As though it were reluctant to be day,
.......Morning deploys a scale
.......Of rarities in gray,
And winter settles down in its chain-mail,
.....
Anthony Evan Hecht
Scuttle, Scuttle, Little Roach
SCUTTLE, scuttle, little roachâ??
How you run when I approach:
Up above the pantry shelf,
Hastening to secrete yourself.
.....
Christopher Morley
SCUTTLE, scuttle, little roachâ??
How you run when I approach:
Up above the pantry shelf,
Hastening to secrete yourself.
.....
Christopher Morley
Helen Of Troy Does Countertop Dancing
The world is full of women
who'd tell me I should be ashamed of myself
if they had the chance. Quit dancing.
Get some self-respect
.....
Margaret Atwood
The world is full of women
who'd tell me I should be ashamed of myself
if they had the chance. Quit dancing.
Get some self-respect
.....
Margaret Atwood