Best Ill Starred Poems

I wandered from mirror after mirror
finding no home in any of them,
for my reflection can only have a being
in these eyes of yours....

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Languor of the mind
I.	My, my, My how times flies.
        Another year has transpired.
     ...

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“The heaventree of stars” (in Ulysses as said Joyce)
“hung with humid nightblue fruit” (ah that Bloomian voice)
could evoke a masterpiece the world has come to...

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I appear with the unbegotten 
 In the hollows of the seen 
 A shadow of the soon forgotten 
 I enter through the dream

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Continuation

With ghouls, unlearned, no stone’s unturned
to burnish blame with Nun’s proud name
       and leave the midnight sky... scarred.
They raise their hats to copy cats
       in...

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Oh love – 
What dire straits you have landed in…
What great peril, what curse lies, 
Heaped upon your innocent lamb’s skull 
You were born under...

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Medieval Poems



Deor's Lament (Anglo Saxon poem, circa 10th century AD)
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Weland knew the agony of exile.
That indomitable smith was wracked by...

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I shed a lot of silent tears last night
Tensed greatly I was at my ill-starred plight
My vigor was deteriorating
My exuberance diminishing
Life sucked out of my...

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spider eater, gotta special bond 
spider-eating, one by one 
feel them squish on the tongue 
love the taste of the numbing venom 

cockroach eater, one...

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Your gaze hindered by the fading of our hearts. 
Darkness consoles my soul,
malformed monsters swept into my lofty room.
Remorse all about me.
Anguish dwells where love...

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You ought to thank your stars,
you have the fortune
of having only to pay a fortune
to lose weight,
just so your waistline
and cholesterol and gluttony
you will be...

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ntoward are the ill-starred,
unto death is the road.
Unto all is charity.
Unto life is wine.
The merry sing unto sleep
then unto dreamlands
they must go, I and you,
each...

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HER TIME

ill- dated she thought
ill-humored her birth brought
ill-omened her race
ill-starred her pace.

Through thick hide
Though beffudled
Hard-boiled she remained
Her bright future is imminent.

Ineluctable is her fate
Bridled by...

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Long time Shelton, Washington transplants...

also known as
noteworthy Trader Joe's patrons
bass sic lee did treble themselves
conducting taping jam session
assembling (boxing), compiling,
and hermetically sealing tight as a...

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