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Famous Kerosene Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Murray, Les
...of mutual digestion.
Throbbing heads grow lianas of nonsense. 

It's our annual visit to the latitudes
of rice, kerosene and resignation,
an averted, temporary visit
unrelated, for most, to the attitudes
of festive northbound jets gaining height -
closer, for some few, to the memory
of ulcers scraped with a tin spoon
or sweated faces bowing before dry
where the flesh is worn inside out,
all the hunger-organs clutched in rank nylon,
by those for whom exhaustion is spir...Read more of this...



by Kees, Weldon
...Under the bunker, where the reek of kerosene 
Prepared the marriage rite, leader and whore, 
Imperfect kindling even in this wind, burn on.

Someone in uniform hums Brahms. Servants prepare
Eyewitness stories as the night comes down, as smoking coals await
Boots on the stone, the occupying troops. Howl ministers.

Deep in Kyffhauser Mountain's underground, 
The Holy Roman Emper...Read more of this...

by Doty, Mark
...ntury's end,
compounded metallic lusters

in reference
to natural sheens (dragonfly
and beetle wings,

marbled light on kerosene)
and invented names
as coolly lustrous

as their products'
scarab-gleam: Quetzal,
Aurene, Favrile.

Suggesting,
respectively, the glaze
of feathers,

that sun-shot fog
of which halos
are composed,

and -- what?
What to make of Favrile,
Tiffany's term

for his coppery-rose
flushed with gold
like the alchemized

atmosphere of sunbeams
in a Flemish...Read more of this...

by Giovanni, Nikki
...ought again  and it occurred to me  maybe i shouldn't write  at all  but clean my gun  and check my kerosene supply    perhaps these are not poetic  times  at all    ...Read more of this...

by Sandburg, Carl
...I SAW Man, the man-hunter,
Hunting with a torch in one hand
And a kerosene can in the other,
Hunting with guns, ropes, shackles.

 I listened
 And the high cry rang,
The high cry of Man, the man-hunter:
We’ll get you yet, you sbxyzch!

 I listened later.
 The high cry rang:
Kill him! kill him! the sbxyzch!

In the morning the sun saw
Two butts of something, a smoking rump,
And a warning in charred wood:

 Well, we ...Read more of this...



by Bishop, Elizabeth
...hen,
 And people come and come.
There's one hill called the Chicken,
 And one called Catacomb;

There's the hill of Kerosene,
 And the hill of Skeleton,
The hill of Astonishment,
 And the hill of Babylon.

Micuçú was a burglar and killer,
 An enemy of society.
He had escaped three times
 From the worst penitentiary.

They don't know how many he murdered
 (Though they say he never raped),
And he wounded two policemen
 This last time he escaped.

They said, ...Read more of this...

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...rom room to room, 
And round the pub, like drunken ghosts, went howling through the gloom. 
The shearers found some kerosene and settled down again, 
But all the squatter chaps and I, we staggered to the train. 


"And, once outside the cloud of thirst, we felt as right as pie, 
But while we stopped about the town we had to drink or die. 
But now I hear it's safe enough, I'm going back to work 
Because they say the cloud of thirst has shifted on to Bourke. 


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by Brautigan, Richard
...an. I had to wait three hours for a

ride.

 The sun was like a huge fifty-cent piece that someone had

 poured kerosene on and then had lit with a match and said,

"Here, hold this while I go get a newspaper, " and put the

coin in my hand, but never came back.

 I had walked for miles and miles until I came to the rock

under the tree and sat down. Every time a car would come

by, about once every ten minutes, I would get up and stick

out my thumb as if it ...Read more of this...

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