Long Newmann Poems

I like Muslims,
Particularly Yemenis
And Pakistanis (in Yemen)—
With whom, as a university don,
I happened to live for six years. 

Arabic vowels render 
A Yemeni voice gruff.
So even a greeting would   probably
Sound rude to you.

The...

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in my life-
some    have tried to murder my spirit-
to assassinate my soul
with their single-mindfulness

nincompoops    mean and nasty

torture   brutal massacres relentless
running home for love
mothers arms
and kisses

from childhood to...

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 Cold the winter night as snow fell,
it drifted-  collected on streets;
where a meandering lost girl struggled to walk,
weary and tired; 
she ran away when it was warm,
when she had some money.

Now-  had...

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If you follow my poem's flight,
Pray, hold it under no search light,
Worse, under prying microscope,
Nor keen discreet ears, I do hope.
Let not your mind's curious mouse
Set loose, probing thru all its house,
Nor walk into its...

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Rubiks Cube, a 3D puzzle, a toy, invented in 1974
became a worldwide craze 
called by many names over time
Magic Cube
   Speed Cube
      Puzzle Cube
    ...

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She walks ruggedly
in an abandoned long tunnel;
Her feet ~ as heavy as the stale steel rails
almost buried in forgotten soil;
Her hands as cold as tombstone's plate
as she grips her pen
and begins to write the obscure...

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With this psychosis, faces wear dark, angry stares,
   and all at once, chills travel up and down my spine.
      Transfixed, immobile, their stark leverage declares-
from fragment of my...

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Corrupt words shake the ocean of my sleep-
   Since childhood words have infected my mind,
and the endless winds of time roll and creep;
   I carry scars-  my spirit and soul...

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Each religion has its own ideology
Its own house of worship
It has its own dialect,
It is bounded by 
its own rites and rituals
Its own drama and myth
It has its own justice system 
Its distinct way of...

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Here they are before me, 
   surreal in the dazzling morning sun.
      Against clear skies of blue, and
peaked snow-capped mountains-
   these tall glaciers of Alaskan ice,
...

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It does not fit in these now modern times-
the news that's dominating our TVs.
With some gains made in world diplomacy-
these scenes of war are too hard to believe.

The Afghan war went on some twenty years;
yet...

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It occurred to me
I think more and more like a poet
Thoughts jumbled with imagery
Off in my own colourful world
Small wonder there’s a disconnect
With dusty musty pencil pushers
People whose minds have shrivelled up
Have trouble seeing art...

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I lay my sad words on paper white,
and weave my grief and tears;
but my chosen words will not rest quietly,
they spiral, curling, whirling-

My words thread their winding way,
all around the world spiraling;
in a whirlwind...

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the Taliban were just waiting
for the US troops to leave Afghanistan
after 20 years of war
they took only days, weeks to take control
the people live in fear
when they leave home they may never return
girls are...

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If the Rubik's cube were round;
As a ball, as a globe- round;
Could I drop and roll it around town;

If the Rubik's cube were round;
Like this world it spinning around and around;
If this Rubik's cube were...

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Moon Spoon


In high school, I met
my sweetheart, 
and together, 
we followed our dream  
to romance that turned into love.
When school ended,
he joined the Marines.

We fed our sweet love 
every day
with letters and pictures by...

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