Poems by Edward Taylor
Upon A Wasp Chilled With Cold
... Whose stiffened limbs encramped, lay bathing ...
Dream On
... next to the tweezers, and walk around the room three times, ...
A Knock On The Door
... " After a few bites it's the afterlife they want to talk about ...
Restless Leg Syndrome
... It was my leg, of course, that was doing the actual kicking, ...
Loyalty
... and putt ourselves thunderously, touching bottom ...
Goodtime Jesus
... What was it? A nightmare, dead bodies walking all around him, eyes rolled ...
Days of Pie and Coffee
... " Well, if I were a voting man I'd vote for you, I said ...
The List of Famous Hats
... The first one isn't even funny: Simply it was a white rubber bathing ...
Shut Up And Eat Your Toad
... Smith." Still, I hardly feel like functioning even on a brute ...
Never Again The Same
... I mean, sunsets aren't supposed to frighten you, are they ...
The Lost Pilot
... I would touch your face as a disinterestedscholar touches an original page ...
Happy As The Day Is Long
... In my secret room, plans are hatched: we'll explore the Smoky Mountains ...
The Wrong Way Home
... It tried to remember little incidents of pleasure ...
My Great Great Etc. Uncle Patrick Henry
... My family's obviously done nothing since the beginning ...
Thinking Ahead To Possible Options And A Worst-Case Scenario
... I glanced quickly in the rearview mirror and in that ...
