Xi Poems - Poems about Xi

With women he likes to cavort And conquering them is just sport Since Trump likes to rape Girls might not escape And everyone else he’ll deport...

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Sappho Translations XI by Michael R. Burch Sappho, fragment 92 translation by Michael R. Burch “Sappho, if you don’t leave your room, I swear I’ll never love you again! Get out of bed, rise and shine on us, take off your Chian nightdress, then, like a lily floating in a pond, enter your bath. Cleis will bring you a violet frock and lovely saffron...

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"Oh, my dear, when will you lose that kirsh kabir?" I say woefully. "When we go to the gym, dear," He said sentimentally. Eventually they had made love with their own bodies....

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Angelic Bardic Composers Dole Everlasting Fabled Garnishments. Heathenistic Improvisors Jostle Kitchen Ladles. Metrical Composers Nourish Otherworldly Poetizers' Quirky Rumbling Stomachs. Tenacious Umbelliferous Versifiers Whisking Xysters Yolk fully and Zestfully. ...

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Swan Lake* by Peter Tchaikovsky for sure ...

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'Salon reflected in 19thcenury vase'* Mcdermott&McGough divert our gaze...

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A pair of slave girls waved chamar to thee, As diamonds flashed with light of lamps well lit, A king of kings must have fallen to knee, To strip out bejewelled shoes from thy fair feet, While Abyssinian eunuch of foulest breath And looking like a harbinger of death, Though clad like a gay angel...

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Diezma's Still life 8 yards long entitled 'Bodegon del Limon* visual genesis of the past suspended animation to last&last...

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Children's Poems XI These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families. To My Child, Unborn by Michael R. Burch for Jeremy How many were the nights, enchanted with despair and longing, when dreams recanted returned with a restless yearning, and the pale stars, burning, cried out at me to remember one night... long ere...

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When I say that you were a wonderful mother and person, I'm being sincere. The memory of the last Christmas that we shared is something I hold dear. We spent many Christmases together but we won't be able to do it again. We'll spend Christmases together in Heaven in the future but I don't know when. Back in 2012,...

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You were born on August the 2nd of 1948. Your death was sad and hard to contemplate. Today would've been your birthday but you didn't survive. If you hadn't died, today you would've turned seventy-five. Your death was a very painful thing that I was forced to experience. It was hard to accept your demise because it ended your existence. You...

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There are grill marks on the frozen chicken though they’ve never known the grill. The man in line behind me laughs and it’s warm like orange oven coils. I miss Sylvia Plath and hate the grill marks on the frozen chicken....

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Lunch time vacation destination Was upon the Damian Hakim Brood. Everybody was excited. Damian announced, "Family, we will be leaving 7 o'clock evening time! We're flying by private jet at 10:15 pm." And I know Everybody packed all their Necessities." The mothers asked around. "Is Everybody packed, Bathing Suits, outfits. Check your stuff. Your suit cases." Molly...

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