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The Testament Of Cressida
© Robert Henryson
Ane doolie sessoun to ane cairful dyte
Suld correspond, and be equivalent.
The Theory
© Russell Edson
The big one went to sleep as to die and dreamed he
became a tiny one. So tiny as to have lost all substance. To have
become as theoretical as a point.
Madge Linsey, Or The Three Souls
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
Then by Madge Linsey's side knelt he a little while,
"So of our wilful sins pay we the toll.
Even as she were I, had I but followed her.
But the Lord succoured me saving my soul."
Ape And Coffee
© Russell Edson
Some coffee had gotten on a man's ape. The man said,
animal did you get on my coffee? No no, whistled the ape, the coffee got on me. You're sure you didn't spill on my coffee? said the man.Do I look like a liquid? peeped the ape.Well you sure don't look human, said the man. But that doesn't make me a fluid, twittered the ape.Well I don' know what the hell you are, so just stop it,
cried the man.I was just sitting here reading the newspaper when you
splashed coffee all over me, piped the ape. I don't care if you are a liquid, you just better stop
Angels
© Russell Edson
Like birds, and yet so human . . .
They mate by briefly looking at the other.
Their eggs are like white jellybeans.
The Columbiad: Book X
© Joel Barlow
From that mark'd stage of man we now behold,
More rapid strides his coming paths unfold;
His continents are traced, his islands found,
His well-taught sails on all his billows bound,
His varying wants their new discoveries ply,
And seek in earth's whole range their sure supply.
Pastor Cum
© Adam Lindsay Gordon
When he, that shepherd false, 'neath Phrygian sails,
Carried his hostess Helen o'er the seas,
The Fall
© Russell Edson
There was a man who found two leaves and came
indoors holding them out saying to his parents
that he was a tree.
The Family Monkey
© Russell Edson
We bought an electric monkey, experimenting rather
recklessly with funds carefully gathered since
grandfather's time for the purchase of a steam monkey.
Identification In Belfast
© Robert Lowell
(I.R.A. Bombing)The British Army now carries two rifles,
one with rubber rabbit-pellets for children,
the other's of course for the Provisionals....
'When they first showed me the boy, I thought oh good,
Epilogue
© Robert Lowell
Those bless?d structures, plot and rhyme--
why are they no help to me now
I want to make
something imagined, not recalled?
The Withdrawal
© Robert Lowell
This week the house went on the market—
suddenly I woke up among strangers;
when I go into a room, it moves
with embarrassment, and joins another room.
Skunk Hour
© Robert Lowell
Thirsting for
the hierarchic privacy
of Queen Victoria's century,
she buys up all
the eyesores facing her shore,
and lets them fall.
The Universal Shyp
© Sebastian Brant
Come to, Companyons: ren: tyme it is to rowe:
Our Carake fletis: the se is large and wyde
For the Union Dead
© Robert Lowell
The old South Boston Aquarium stands
in a Sahara of snow now. Its broken windows are boarded.
The bronze weathervane cod has lost half its scales.
The airy tanks are dry.
Enchantment
© Madison Julius Cawein
The deep seclusion of this forest path, -
O'er which the green boughs weave a canopy;
The Prophecy Of St. Oran: Part I
© Mathilde Blind
"Earth, earth on the mouth of Oran, that he may blab no more." Gaelic Proverb.
Wild May
© Claude McKay
Aleta mentions in her tender letters,
Among a chain of quaint and touching things,
That you are feeble, weighted down with fetters,
And given to strange deeds and mutterings.
