Raymond Chandler Poems - Poems about Raymond Chandler

...I am behind the large white wheel of an Oldsmobile. I am a page ripped from a Raymond Chandler novel. Clipped words curl close to my lips as hot as ash. Dreamy eyes are cold tonight, there will......

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...Hot Air The name of that wind is Satana It’s hot and it’s dusty and dry, Don’t call the wind Santa Ana In error, for that is a lie. Saint Ann the mother of Mary Is remembered in so man......

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...I wish I was a tough guy The kind you meet in books Made of rock hard muscle With rugged hard man looks A Raymond Chandler hero Exuding macho charm A super spy or villain With a beauty on ea......

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