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"mike Teavee..."

The most important thing we've learned,
So far as children are concerned,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them near your television set --

Roald Dahl

The most important thing we've learned,
So far as children are concerned,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them near your television set --

Roald Dahl
Thousand Star Hotel, Hanoi


Over the road from the three star Galaxy Hotel is our hotel,
the old park on Phan Dinh Phung Street,

S. K. Kelen
The Chipmunk

My friends all know that I am shy,
But the chipmunk is twice and shy and I.
He moves with flickering indecision
Like stripes across the television.

Ogden Nash
Alan Dugan Telling Me I Have A Problem With Time

He reads my latest attempt at a poem
and is silent for a long time, until it feels
like that night we waited for Apollo,
my mother wandering in and out of her bedroom, asking,

Nick Flynn
To Television

Not a "window on the world"
But as we call you,
A box a tube


Robert Pinsky
In 1969

Some called it the Summer of Love, & although the clustered,
Motionless leaves that overhung the streets looked the same
As ever, the same as they did every summer, in 1967,
Anybody with three dollars could have a vision.

Larry Levis
My Love Is Too Much

My love is too much-
it embarrasses you-
blood, poems, babies,
red needs that telephone

Erica Jong

But a tree has
a long suffering shapeIs
spread in half
by 2 limbed fate

Jack Kerouac
First Things To Hand

In the skull kept on the desk.
In the spider-pod in the dust.

Or nowhere. In milkmaids, in loaves,

Robert Pinsky
My Head On Fire, Dull But Glowing


A miniature salamander rears
his tiny head in the halls

Amy King
Toad Dreams

That afternoon the dream of the toads
rang through the elms by Little River
and affected the thoughts of men,
though they were not conscious that

Marge Piercy
O'connor Ridge

Remember back in the early sixties
The ridge was a scrap metal dump
Wasteland without a decent tree-
At the periphery workshops recycled

S. K. Kelen
When Billy Collins Met Anne Sexton

She comes to see him like a pig in a trench coat,
performing an autopsy on a candle,
and tells him to flee on his donkey
if he still values his old dwarf heart.

Jack Conway
Homer's Dream

Woo-hoo Homer Simpson is thinking
designer polish makes shoes softly glow
especially a pair of Assassin cross trainers.
The day just feels better owning lots of things

S. K. Kelen
Remembering An Account Executive

He had a back office in his older brotherâ??s
advertising agency and understood the human asshole.
He turned his fatherâ??s small inheritance over and over
on hemorrhoid ads between three-hour lunches

Alan Dugan
The History Of Jazz


The leaves of blue came drifting down.
In the corner Madeleine Reierbacher was reading Lorna Doone.

Kenneth Koch
For An Earth-landing

the sky sinks its blue teeth
into the mountains.

Rising on pure will

Erica Jong
Poem With Refrains

The opening scene. The yellow, coal-fed fog
Uncurling over the tainted city river,
A young girl rowing and her anxious father
Scavenging for corpses. Funeral meats. The clever

Robert Pinsky
The Gods Ash Their Cigarettes

Death stepped out of the television
just long enough to catch us off guard
and we mill around a crematorium's lawns.
‘I saw her on Friday, now she's gone.'

S. K. Kelen

"Who are these blokes with bulging brows
I see all o'er the shop?"
The layman asked. "Them's scientists,"
Replied the courteous cop.

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Millenial Hymn To Lord Shiva

Earth no longer
hymns the Creator,
the seven days of wonder,
the Garden is over â??

Kathleen Jessie Raine