Long Katmandu Poems

who knew?

firstoff, i wish to say, but not overdo,
that i never knew, what the new gnu knew
he never really said very much, and i knew
he wouldn't as such, since, being a new gnu
he hadn't much...

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There have been times in our land
When our nation has had to take a stand.

It first began at Bunker's Hill
Where so many men were then killed.

All through that war with the British King
Men here in...

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A  LANCASHIRE  LIASON

“Laugh an world laughs with yer” she said, as she cum in.
I said,“ Do you live in a barn?” 
 She grimaced an with er large left arm she swung out...

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Dear Anemuna,

Outer Space would not be the same without you, 
my silky and slimy extraterrestrial love-
To think of all the saucering we’ve been through,
the far distance beyond, down and up above.

The Andromedans whisper as we...

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The whole world I can measure in this cornfield.
Why would I need
to go to Indiana or Pennsylvania
or Katmandu?

Ohio is right here, and the rattling gold of the corn is here.
Yes Indiana has its rustic temples...

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12/16/20


Underneath the sun and moon
To whom
It concerns, may this soon 
Lead to a future boon
And prosperous bloom
Before doom
And ending up in a tomb
From a comet or sonic boom
As well as toxic fumes
Or an earthquake of...

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Missing the Real... Red, White and Blue


rip yer guts out if yer able
put-cher colors on the table

red fer war and green fer envy
now dance yer jig with righteous gravy

you sell yer soul to istanbul
with lucre'...

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What Kim can do in Katmandu,   
Ken can do in Kankakee.           
What Tim can do in Timbuktu,
Tess can do in Tennessee.  ...

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The young men sat, planted under the overhang
like the pansies and geraniums that surrounded them in boxes,
as the rain pelted the terra-cotta terrace.

The mountain air was sharp with the taste of lightening.
Having bid farewell to...

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We all shine on, 
 he says (nobody hears),
 by the striking light of shots, 
 with golden bullets in our chests,
 in the green eye of a yellow God
 standing still beyond Milton Hayes’
absent...

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When you wonder why I soar beyond the sky,
Feel free to inquire and a secret will be told.
It’s a mystery to me but I’ll give it a try,
And unfold for you a story that’s ages...

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If i were brave
i’d leave my job
i’d be an artist
adventurous and audacious
i’d be extravagant
and listen to opera
as loud as loud can be
fearlessly i’d dabble
on the edges of insanity
i’d paint murals
with the boldest colors
bringing joy to
every...

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Zany insanity,
he’s a buffoon from the moon-
Quipster and hipster,
he’s a complicated pantaloon.
Prankster gangster,
tactless with madness-
Wisecracker and entertainer
is he fun, or full of sadness? 

He’s humorous and caddy, 
frivolous yet crabby-
Gabby and a chump,
a lark and...

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Unharnessed footfalls meld with bike ricksaws
as antiquated oil belching buses roar.
Limo drivers bull their way door to door 
to the sound of dangling baskets of macaws. 
Hawkers shriek their wares without pause, 
such is the...

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