Capote Poems - Poems about Capote

...FBI ALAN KING FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION CHICAGO FIELD OFFICE I ALWAYS KNEW SOMETHING WAS OFF WITH ALAN I MEAN AFTER ALL HE WAS ACTUALLY WORKING FOR WANNABE MOBSTERS CIRO GARGANO WHO TRULY BELIE......

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...I watched “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” last night - we’re going to be reading Truman Capote’s book after the break and I wanted to start thinking about it. The movie rewrites Truman Capote’s story, turni......

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...Storyteller weaves his tales throughout my mind and heart. He alchemies my leaden days into golden thoughts. We soar above the shrinking earth on word-filled wings at night, glide on intellec......

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...To Kill a Mockingbird is both a young girl’s coming-of-age story and a more nebulous production about the reasons and consequences of bigotry and discrimination, examining how good and......

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...A Poetic Interview with Nancy Clutter (This poetic interview is fictional and imaginary, and is based on 47 years of study and repeated readings relative to Truman Capote’s novel, In Cold Blood, p......

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...Can you bring cheese to feast of Noel's Day, good time of year to celebrate with cheer. Yes, I will be there waiting you don't fear, again together, Ma chérie, what may. Your brother hates the si......

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...Poet: Ken Jordan Poem: Matador Edited by: Sparkle Jordan written: October/2015 Bravely he poses before the gates of sudden death - Poised to face his most formidab......

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...Albert Gannon Farquar-Lock, he sowed his peppered praise; his Shakespeare wandering love of words, and hey!... distant, country, with me the pupil fifteen and a day, he my teacher: keen to ......

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...To be in a young America ~ visions of a ship upcoming statue of Liberty the young lad holding tightly to his Mothers leg in all excitement of a new Land to call......

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...The Flamenco Dancer and The Bull The acoustics of your snuffle is an absolution of a descending staccato in an E chord. Behold, my lancing third, an urgency to trick you with my jalapeño-colore......

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...When Miss Lily Jane Bobbit arrived in that Alabama town, jaws dropped; all eyes were riveted on her. The ordinary street on which she lived would be no longer common, for Lily Jane now gra......

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