A poem by Alan Dugan
He smelled bad and was red-eyed with the miseries
of being scared while sleepless when he said
this: “I want a private woman, peace and quiet,
and some green stuff in my pocket. Fuck
the rest.” Pity the underwear and socks,
long burnt, of an accomplished murderer,
oh God, of germans and replacements, who
refused three stripes to keep his B.A.R.,
who fought, fought not to fight some days
like any good small businessman of war,
and dug more holes than an outside dog
to modify some Freudian’s thesis: “No
man can stand three hundred days
of fear of mutilation and death.” What he
theorized was a joke: “To keep a tight
asshole, dry socks and a you-deep hole
with you at all times.” Afterwards,
met in a sports shirt with a round wife, he was
the clean slave of a daughter, a power brake
and beer. To me, he seemed diminished
in his dream, or else enlarged, who knows?,
by its accomplishment: personal life
wrung from mass issues in a bloody time
and lived out hiddenly. Aside from sound
baseball talk, his only interesting remark
was, in pointing to his wife’s belly, “If
he comes out left foot first” (the way
you Forward March!), “I am going to stuff
him back up.” “Isn’t he awful?” she said.
A few random poems:
- Memory by William Wordsworth
- Степан Щипачев – Зрение
- Epigram to Miss Jean Scott by Robert Burns
- Sonnet CXI by William Shakespeare
- Robert Burns: Halloween: The following poem will, by many readers, be well enough understood; but for the sake of those who are unacquainted with the manners and traditions of the country where the scene is cast, notes are added to give some account of the principal charms and spells of that night, so big with prophecy to the peasantry in the west of Scotland. The passion of prying into futurity makes a striking part of the history of human nature in its rude state, in all ages and nations; and it may be some entertainment to a philosophic mind, if any such honour the author with a perusal, to see the remains of it among the more unenlightened in our own.-R.B.
- The Lover Tells Of The Rose In His Heart by William Butler Yeats
- I Once Knew A Woman by Shel Silverstein
- The Last Meeting by Siegfried Sassoon
- Ah, woe is me, my Mother dear by Robert Burns
- Владимир Британишский – Никитенко
- a delicate beauty along the shore by Raj Arumugam
- Show me by Rixa White
- I Call That True Love by Shel Silverstein
- Vaishnavi Prakash by Vaishnavi Prakash
- Стефан Малларме – Милостыня
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
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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
Alan Dugan (1923 – 2003) an American poet, a contemporary classic of American poetry.