Castrato Poems - Poems about Castrato

...Come the morning, we will shed The tears of infants, painted red. Mother's love can save the child But not the mother from her death. Soon the child will grow up hated, then the voices soon ab......Read the rest...

...A heckler in the audience Makes his point out proud In an audience of shadows, The flesh and bone stand out I’m willing to hear you out — That other voice in my head The benefit of the ......Read the rest...

...another Bukowski nightmare begins the castrato sings below while she calls from the minaret fossicking thru the memories for our linked verse while i, sitting beneath the coolabah river on the......Read the rest...

...CLOSE HARMONY When young, I’d had an ambition To join a close harmony group. But, alas, as soon as I open my mouth, I sound like an infant with croup But I went for the audi......Read the rest...

...The Moon’s Yellow Eyes After: The King in Yellow by Robert Chambers Situations righted by the assassination in Sheepshead Bay (alibied with difficulty under earth’s single moon), ......Read the rest...