Her arms semaphore fat triangles,
Pudgy HANDS bunched on layered hips
Where bones idle under years of fatback
And lima beans.
Her jowls shiver in accusation
Of crimes cliched by Repetition.
Her children, strangers
To childhood’s TOYS, play
Best the games of darkened doorways,
Rooftop tag, and know the slick feel of
Other people’s property.
Too fat to whore,
Too mad to work,
Searches her dreams for the
Lucky sign and walks bare-handed
Into a den of bereaucrats for her portion.
‘They don’t give me welfare.
I take it.’
End of the poem
15 random poems
- From Far, From Eve and Morning poem – A. E. Housman
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- Termites by Piera Chen
- Robert Burns: Epistle To Major Logan:
- Иван Киуру – От северной половины земного шара
- Николай Гумилев – За гробом
- Stanzas poem – John Keats poems
- Desire for You by Seema Gupta
- Inside/Outside The Window
- Desertion by Rupert Brooke
- xai_kou1.html
- The Chestnut Casts His Flambeaux poem – A. E. Housman
- A Smuggler’s Song by Rudyard Kipling
- Fairyland by Rabindranath Tagore
- Нина Воронель – Аэродром
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
