Tag: poems

Russian Roulette

I've heard that at Oxford Auden slept with a revolver under his pillow - Elizabeth Bishop

A bolster-engineered solution works
for my now nightly supine issues -

no handgun is - yet - required -
but poets can be miserable fuckers

and that urge to fire off blank verse
in that . . .

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War Poets

Paul Verlaine's Chanson d'automne
was coded - still popular poetry -
to give notice -

his long sobs of French-sung violins
declared an Allied invasion
to those listening

Whilst she never understood speeches
of love - and our common
mistakes -

I would rarely read to her - she rarely read . . .

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His Last Leaf

Frank Ormsby rarely writes –
only now by medicated spurs

set quick to the side effects
and his drugged obsessiveness

which are my nowhere-near-equals
to his northern placed verse

No more lined up by his diluted voice
Loud Frank left it at school

He opens up his . . .

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Words Burn

VLADIMIR: You should have been a poet.
ESTRAGON: I was. [Gesture towards his rags.]
Isn’t that obvious. [Silence.] 
Waiting for Godot. Samuel Beckett

A whole ninety-eight cents
have recently been credited
to my low-tide bank account
from . . .

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AI Writes

AI wrote a sonnet
under a pen name -
Ada Lovelace -
but it was derivative
and badly rhymed -

and so dismissed
by critics and editors -
those word-harbingers -

(they did not know of
memorylessness)

or of Ada's hurt . . .

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