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Famous Ammonia Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Ammonia poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous ammonia poems. These examples illustrate what a famous ammonia poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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by St Vincent Millay, Edna
 bombing airplanes;
Make speeches, unveil statues, issue bonds, parade;
Convert again into explosives the bewildered ammonia 
and the distracted cellulose;
Convert again into putrescent matter drawing flies
The hopeful bodies of the young; exhort,
Pray, pull long faces, be earnest, 
be all but overcome, be photographed;
Confer, perfect your formulae, commercialize
Bacateria harmful to human tissue,
Put death on the market;
Breed, crowd, encroach,
expand, expunge yourself, ...Read More

by Lawson, Henry comes too late. 

Now and then his boots are polished, 
Collar clean, 
And the worst grease stains abolished 
By ammonia or benzine: 
Hints of some attempt to shove him 
From the taps, 
Or of someone left to love him -- 
Sister, p'r'aps. 

After all, he is a grafter, 
Earns his cheer -- 
Keeps the room in roars of laughter 
When he gets outside a beer. 
Yarns that would fall flat from others 
He can tell; 
How he spent his `stuff', my brothers, 
You know well.<...Read More

by Levine, Philip
...the old floor, 
the friendly linoleum, 
departs. I whisper, "my love," 

and am safe, tabled, sniffing 
spirits of ammonia 
in the land of my fellows. 
"Open house!" my openings 
sing: pores, nose, anus let go 
their charges, a shameless flow 

into the outer world; 
and the ceiling, equipped with 
intelligence, surveys my 
produce. The doctor is thrilled 
by my display, for he is half 
the slave of necessity; 

I, enormous in my need, 
justify his sciences. ...Read More

by Williams, Hugo
...The smell of ammonia in the entrance hall.
The racing bike. The junk mail.
The timer switch whose single naked bulb
allowed us as far as the first floor.
The backs of your legs
as you went ahead of me up the stairs.

The landing where we paused for breath
and impatient key searching.
The locks which would never open quickly enough
to let us in.Read More

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