Morning Coffee

Reading the menu at the morning service:

– Iced Venusberg perhaps, or buttered bum;

Orders the usual sex-ersatz, and, nervous,

Glances around; Will she or won’t she come?

The congregation dissected into pews

Gulping their strip teas in the luminous cavern

Agape’s sacamental berry stews;

The nickel-plated light and clatter of heaven

Receive him, temporary Tantalus

Into the Lookingglassland’s firescape.

Suckled on Jungfraumilch his eyes discuss,

The werwolf twins, their mock Sabellian rape.

This is their time to reap the standing scorn,

Blonde Rumina’s crop. Beneath her leafless tree

Ripe-rumped she lolls and clasps the plenteous horn.

Cool customers who defy his Trinity

Feel none the less, and thrill, ur-vater Fear

Caged in the son. For, though this ghost behave

Experienced daughters recognize King Leer:

Lot also had his daughters in a cave.

Full sail the proud three-decker sandwiches

With the eye-fumbled priestesses repass;

On their swan lake the enchanted icecreams freeze,

The amorous fountain prickles in the glass

And at the introit of this mass emotion

She comes, she comes, a balanced pillar of blood,

Guides through the desert, divides the sterile ocean,

Brings sceptic Didymus his berserk food,

Sits deftly, folding elegant thighs, and takes

Her time. She skins her little leather hands,

Conscious that wavering towards her like tame snakes

The polyp eyes converge…. The prophet stands

Dreading the answer from her burning bush:

This unconsuming flame, the outlaw’s blow,

Plague, exodus, Sinai, ruptured stones that gush,

God’s telegram: Dare Now! Let this people go!

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External links

Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus

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Poems in English 

• Sonnet 71: No longer mourn for me when I am dead by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 70: That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 6: Then let not winter’s ragged hand deface by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 69: Those parts of thee that the world’s eye doth view by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 68: Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 67: Ah, wherefore with infection should he live by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 66: Tired with all these, for restful death I cry by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 65: Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 64: When I have seen by Time’s fell hand defaced by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 63: Against my love shall be, as I am now by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 62: Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 61: Is it thy will thy image should keep open by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 60: Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 5: Those hours, that with gentle work did frame by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 59: If there be nothing new, but that which is by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 58: That god forbid, that made me first your slave by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 57: Being your slave, what should I do but tend by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 56: Sweet love, renew thy force, be it not said by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 55: Not marble, nor the gilded monuments by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 95: How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

More external links (open in a new tab):

Russian Commerce Agency

Dealing Monster

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.

 

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