Hairpins Poems - Poems about Hairpins

...CHINESE FEMALE POETS: ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS Creamy Melons by Chao Luan-Luan translation by Michael R. Burch Scented with talcum, moist with perspiration, like pegs of jade inlaid in a harp, ......

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...CHINESE FEMALE POETS: ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS Sung to the tune of “I Paint My Lips Red” by an anonymous courtesan or Li Ch’ing-Chao loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch After swi......

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...At the ball... At this point in the tale, a happy ending should be pending, But readers now are more demanding, And so, I'll tweak a bit the plot. Cinderella made an entrance like aurora boreal......

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...There was a time when the taps used to shine, and the porcelain basin with pomp and pride, A font where the essential waters of life ran freely, now blocked by the remnants of last week’s make-up,......

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...mother’s hairpins wait patiently in worn, loose clumps for her to pick through and use over and over, night after night it seems to be the same she, by the bathroom counter day after day t......

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...I The metallic clunk of intervals between voices - cognizant cogs drive fluctuations like ducks crossing a road. I tilt away from the coils of your being, your sounding. I see you speakin......

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...I dreamt I awoke in a 1939 Buick as it sped into the 40’s, a decade depleted of running boards. I wondered how could tommy-gun wielding gangsters appear historically relevant without runni......

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...DOWN A STORM DRAIN GONE FOREVER. There was once a wicked, jealous old human, Who lived in a house down the lane, Not far from us, Ugly and mean sounding, couldn’t tell If man or woman, Was n......

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...Struggle Hobbes Move along, Down the line. Sing their song, So Sublime. Inch by inch, Forward still. It's a cinch, Fire at will! Load your gun, Ammo pack. Break a run, Don't look bac......

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