Because life’s too short to blush,
I keep my blood tucked in.
I won’t be mortified
by what I drive or the flaccid
vivacity of my last dinner party.
I take my cue from statues posing only
in their shoulder pads of snow: all January
you can see them working on their granite tans.
That I woke at an ungainly hour,
stripped of the merchandise that clothed me,
distilled to pure suchness,
means not enough to anyone for me
to confess. I do not suffer
from the excess of taste
that spells embarrassment:
mothers who find their kids unseemly
in their condom earrings,
girls cringing to think
they could be frumpish as their mothers.
Though the late nonerotic Elvis
in his studded gut of jumpsuit
made everybody squeamish, I admit.
Rule one: the King must not elicit pity.
Was the audience afraid of being tainted
–this might rub off on me–
or were they–surrendering–
what a femme word–feeling
solicitous–glimpsing their fragility
in his reversible purples
and unwholesome goldish chains?
At least embarrassment is not an imitation.
It’s intimacy for beginners,
the orgasm no one cares to fake.
I almost admire it. I almost wrote despise.
Copyright ©:
Alice Fulton
A few random poems:
- Answer Copy Verses Sent Me Jersey
- The Merciful Hand by Vachel Lindsay
- The Vain Question
- The Pet-Lamb by William Wordsworth
- Николай Языков – А. Н. Вульфу (Теперь я в Камби, милый мой)
- Алексей Жемчужников – Верста на старой дороге
- The Poet poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Sandbox by Rachel McKibbens
- Robert Burns: Man Was Made To Mourn: A Dirge:
- Dedication To A Book Of Stories Selected From The Irish Novelists by William Butler Yeats
- A Rare Guest poem – Alfred Austin
- The Widow’s House by William Barnes
- A song of living poem – Amelia Burr poems | Poems and Poetry
- To Sir George Howland Beaumont, Bart From the South-West Coast Or Cumberland 1811 by William Wordsworth
- When Gassy Thompson Struck It Rich by Vachel Lindsay
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Evenén in the Village by William Barnes
- Evenèn, An’ Maidens Out At Door by William Barnes
- Eclogue:–Two Farms In Woone by William Barnes
- Eclogue:–The Veäiries by William Barnes
- Eclogue:–The Times by William Barnes
- Eclogue:–The ‘Lotments by William Barnes
- Eclogue:–The Common A-Took In by William Barnes
- Eclogue:–The Best Man In The Vield by William Barnes
- Eclogue:–Racketèn Joe by William Barnes
- Eclogue:–John, Jealous At Shroton Feäir by William Barnes
- Eclogue:–John An’ Thomas by William Barnes
- Eclogue:–Come And Zee Us In The Zummer by William Barnes
- Eclogue:–A Ghost by William Barnes
- Eclogue:–A Bit O’ Sly Coorten by William Barnes
- Early Risèn by William Barnes
- Early Pla Meäte by William Barnes
- Don’t Ceäre by William Barnes
- A Do’set Sale by William Barnes
- Day’s Work A-Done by William Barnes
- Daniel Dwithen, The Wise Chap by William Barnes
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
