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Tower, buzz and scurry
Oh great resilient city
Ahoy!
Alive. Scramble bustle earth's
ethnicities
On lurid quests--
A pendulum of tantric turmoil and
Blessed harmony
Quixotic city--brash,
Sangfroid merotomized and
Chrematistic--metro nonpareil.
See a myriad melange of
Tortured splenetic
Souls and great spirits
Noble and soothfast
Great city, your hecatombs
Of underground trains
Roar scream in
Hodge-podge graffiti attire
Fat fuming brattling buses
Grunt their huffpuffs,
And nervous cars scissorcut
Impatiently betwixt tarred and
Cemented streets
August and capacious
Ferruminated grey glass and steel
Towers--Aeeries in obeisance to the
Heavens, erupt in anabasis at the azure
Pearly welkin,
Humming diapasons of marvelous
Melismatic tunes
A gallimaufry of cacaphony and
Sweet sounds--the
Great Metropolis persistently
Thrives.
Streets adorned with sylph fashion
Models, conute churls, street
recrement--dazed and forgotten men,
Enticing shuck and jive
Blandishing street vendors,
Natty brujo business gentry
With their helotry on a
Ferris wheel of daily
Triumphs and defeats and
Cheeky mendicants
Shuffle along allegro vivace
Howling chorus songs amidst a
Torrent of raining dollars and
Coins floating in the skies over
The brazen metropolis.
Snuffling restaurants like hives
Humbuzz the grandiloquence,
Pithy slang and sententious
Persiflage of the day.
A truly syncratic parley
Of passions sentient
Of crimes basilic
Of arts sacerdotal and gratuitous
Of fashions arabesque and outre
Of plays frivolous and profound
Of music sericeous and truculent
Of money pursuits solonic
Of loves ascendant and descentdant
Of rejections mournful and joyous
An e'er persisting cha-cha-cha and
Boogie-woogie of the fierce
Bustling bubbling bold city,
Pendulumming pandaemoniums and
Resolutions, day
Upon pertinatious day.
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Therewithal, profluent life ettles it's while.
Thitherward, from Death's bleak campanile
Grim antiphonals serenade.
A capriccio, the slashing swipe of the reaper's scythe
will serenade.
Stringent Death forthwith anoints the mithridate to
Life's cantankerous and rankling ado
Hither now come, anon recondite Azrael, neither protend
nor annex this throttled contretemps.
The antiphonal of the reaper's cavalier scythe
Shall now serenade.
Awhirl, like kerfs demarcated
Years, bollixed, muzzy and brattled
shall holus-bolus expire.
No retaliation to death's gloomy surcease
No ingenious riposte to the reaper's final cleave.
Bootless now to don the amulets,
squeeze the jujus,
Kiss the talismans,
clutch the periapts or
Attire in steely cataphract.
The serenading of the reaper's scythe,
it's efficacy shall blithely cleave.
Bedim mine eyes from life's assailing
Bedim mine eyes from life's poltroonery
Vocabulary: barghest-a goblin fabled to portend misfortune; monody-funeral song;
antiphonal-chant; protend-to protract in time/lengthen; riposte-n. in fencing, a quick
return/thrust; brattle-v.-to make rattling or clattering noises;
cavalier-supercillious/disdainful/haughty; muzzy-hazy; attaint-v. to condemn; rankle-to
give pain/nettle/gnaw; contretemps-untoward accident/hitch; throttle-v.to
choke/suffocate/strangle/stiffle; bollix-v.-to bungle or botch; holus-bolus-adv.-all at
once/altoghter; mithridate-antidote against poison; cataphract-suit of armor for the
whole body; poltroonery-n. cowardice; a capriccio-musical piece characterized by
improvisation; ettle-to intend/to prepare; campanile-free standing bell tower; kerf-a
groove or notch
Azrael-the angel that helps souls from living to enter the afterlife; recondite-not
easily understood/abstruce;
periapt-a charm worn to ward of evil; juju-object believed to contain magical powers;
contretemps-disruptive unforeseen event; protend-to hold out or stretch forth
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David Hart Poem
"The Parnassian Hand" - A Poem by David Hart
Five fingers hover over black print
Apposed on a white sheet.
Tan flesh, short cropped nails and
Overlapping cuticles--an old hand--
A buxom hand--a hand delighted to treat.
Words, numerously luxuriate on holey
Crimpled sheets.
Words astonishing and boon
Words effulgent and true
To arrange? No. Avast!
Now pondering in this hushed room
Gazing athwart still and attent.
Ahoy to the words!
An august phrase for rent.
Words awhirl or bedizended
Words behooved and apt
Words echt and moiling
Aye, perhaps diamonds of fact.
Five fingers hover over print in black
Print regaled and caressed by an
Amorous attack
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Be not harried by apostasy spates
Surcease ye flux of basilic imprecations
Adhibit ye ,supernal paracletes
The pith of divinity
An Achates,
Vae victis
In this temporal realm
Chatoyant fanfaronade
Sursurrant congeries
Erelong abate
Shun the gaffer's gammon
Arcadian maundering
Avaunt kaleidoscopic zealotry
Bandy a cutlass perfervid
Ex aequo et bono
Beneficence's glaive bandies.
Preside atheling echt
In pharos of Nestor
Bestow succor to the augean Boeothians!
Malign them not--for now come the celestial shower
To halidom, shepard, solace and anele
Ye benighted churls
vocabulary- spate-flood; arcadian-rural/simple; echt-adj.-genuine; Nestor-the god of
wisdom; Achaetes-any faithful friend; chatoyant-possessing a changeable luster;
rein-v.-to curb or restrain; amative-amatory; anele-v.- to annoint; harry-to torment by
constant attack; perfervid-ardent/very fervid; ex aequo et bono-L.-according to the
principle of fairness and good; bandy-to beat to and fro; vae victic-L.-woe to the
vanquished; gammon-nonsense; gaffer- an old crone; flux-flow;
fanfaronade--n.-bragging/ostentation/bluster; congeries-heap; susurrant-adj-whispering;
basilic-lowly/base; pith-vigor/force/strength; supernal-celestial; imprecations-curses;
halidom-a holy place/holiness; Pallas Athena-Gr.goddess of wisdom; quotha-arch.-indeed!
Forsooth!; paracletes-someone who aids and supports; glaive-sword; pharos-lighthouse;
atheling-ancient crown prince; adhibit-to let in/admit; benighted-adj-overtaken by
darkness; bestead-to aid; anele-to annoint; contemn-v.-to view with contempt; solace-n.
comfort in sorrow
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I
You stare silently squinting
through your stained glass panes
Pulling aside sapphire drapes
of somber samite and organdy
Lo, gazing mesmerized
a quixotic moon--
blithely blows kisses,
wryly winks
and coyly smiles--
Yea, a light seesaw of a day
of ecstasy and spritely delight--
now wanes to a quiet evening tune.
II
Transfixed
musing through a haze of
window panes
and now the past pains
enter your mind amidst
a Rorschach flowing panorama
of fluid specters--
a pentimento painting
of myriad weaving days
metamorphosing
into myriad mellowing nights.
Now mirthful,
the moon merrily
mills reticent
clouds--a star
clustered plight.
The meeting with Morpheus
--wondering of his mood--
cheery and cherry,
one hopes.
III
In the soft security
of your pliant bed--
your cheek cradled
in thoughts of the
day's blithe tread--
a voice and vision from the past--
"night night
nighty nite
sleep tight".
IV
Dreaming..
in a dream
Floating in the night skyscape
. . a phantasmagoria
of sensual sights and sounds. .
riding in a catamaran of gilded silk. .
over the still quiet town.
There's the tailor's shop,
the market place,
and the gurgling fountains of the park.
On to other lands afar. .
the Taj Mahal. .
the Great Wall of China
the winged maneuvers of a lark
V
Dreaming . . .
reeling red and yellow
sea horses
roaring
over tree tops . . .
mermaids samba agog
with cheshire cats to the
music of Sergei Rachmaninoff .
shooting stars
of blue purple catching
bolts of lightening
VI
Dearest one
awake now
and stir . . .
To scents of frankincense
and myrrh . .
long linger in your cozy warm bed . .
with thoughts
tantalizing thy graceful head . .
Birds twitter
and herald yon
day's new light . . .
a new morn sun yields
cascading
delight
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O Mnemosyne repugn thy persistent nilling
Shield not thine fenestella from my tarantistic spirit so earnestly
yearning
Lift thy scialytic veil and evince those furibund relics from Lethe's depths.
Memories of mother's soft serene womb
Now to me doth arise
Relics once lost to this humble gerontion
Now arise--feeling the sublime comfort
The caring and secure feeling--weightlessness,
Floating in mother's secure inner chamber
Occlude not this noetic myrmidon
Jape not and render a nisis with alacrity genteel.
O Mnemosyne jounce and
Dive through the seiche of Lethe repugning.
Anon, bathe me in myriad visions revealing.
Now is revealed the conception.
What a most magnificent memory!
A silent beautiful explosion of myriad colors
Streaming to and fro rapidly and slowly all
At once--awe upon delightful awe
Vocabulary:
Mnemosyne-Gr. Myth-the goddess of memory; repugn-to oppose/resist; nill-v.t. arch.-to be
unwilling; fenestella-a small window opening in an altar allowing relics within to be
seen; tarantism-nervous disorder characterized by mania for dancing and music;
scialytic-adj.-dispersing or dispelling shadows; evince- to show in a clear manner/to
manifest; furibund-adj.-rare-filled with or marked by rage or frenzy; Lethe-Gr/Roman
Myth-river of forgetfullness; gerontion-Gr.- old man; occlude-v. to shut out/obstruct;
noetic-Gr. Phil.-adj.-of or pertaining to intellectual or rational activity; myrmidon-
loyal follower; jape-v.-to jest/jeer/mock; nisis-n.pl.Latin-exercise of power in acting
or attempting/an endeavor; jounce-v.t. & v.i.-to shake or move roughly up and down/jolt;
seiche-n.-rhythmic occilation of water above and below the mean level of lakes
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''Incantation to the Night'' by David Hart (Published 2006)
Puddles smile and slyly wink to the whispering slick streets.
Lo, a passerby tearfully weeps
Weeps through the panes of the dark
Raffish street lights groan and cackle at moths and flys
A woman's banshee gait beckons and paws at yearning passersby
Arrant eyes now pierced by neon sirens
Igneous memories of other times--a spingier step, a lighter mind
Amidst the smells of charred meat and rotting flowers,
Cars sigh in minor chords--crooning smoky arpeggios
A darkness histoire--a Nyxian wail--an incantation to the night.
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''The South Side of Chicago'' by David Hart
The South Side of Chicago
Whence those childhood years were spent
Skip-walking upon grimacing cracked sidewalks
Hastening through filth floored garbage canned
flanked alleyways to--
The forlorn house--windows weeping chrystalline shards--
cascading glass tears
"Property Condemned" blared in scarlet on the door.
"Someone lives there" it was said,
"the man who gathers things from the garbage cans"
The pebble strewn church yard, where, in prickly winter,
scarved boys coerce the bell to toll with swift flung
snowballs catapaulted to a shivering bell tower.
The South Side of Chicago,
The year of the big church fire
That day it did burn and claw
At the hot black night sky.
People gathered, assembled in solemnity
Aghast, huddled and shoving to see
That hallowed place whose torrents
Of Sunday's serenities and dressups
Now would no longer be.
The South Side of Chicago
There, the swill darkened tavern
That nightly gulped down shadow faced spectres
A lad cries out, "the bar, someone stabbed in the
head, come and see".
"Not I", I said, "not a sight I'd care to see",
as an acidic sadness enveloped me.
The boys came together wearing their
jackets and coats--symbols affixed, emblems
proudly donned--so they knew who they were.
"Wanna join?" "No thanks", I said, "Glad to be
just solitary me".
I watched them, fighting their rivals
With chains, steel pipes and knives
Fearing their bloody deeds.
Content to be alone
Alone and free
The South Side of Chicago
In cramped classrooms scented in
soap and sawdust
Mostly attentive I would be
Amidst tatterly clothed children
--waiting for recess, lunch or
time to go home.
At recess, the garbage men came
And roused a battalion of rats
That scattered pell-mell
Amidst little girl shrieks
and screams
Little boys chortling
Chased those rats frightened
away
Far away
On the South Side of Chicago
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A distinguished pair of spectacles, selfless and serene, doze snuggly atop a
Proud bureau of drawers.
A placid fireplace yawns and winks
As giggling embers tango on tiptoes with
Lilliputian logs,
haughtily cackling a cacaphonous tune.
Outside a stoic mist galumphs betwixt gregarious
shrubs and egotistical stars
Dewy eyed and squinting, windows, aching and arched, peep out--
Out to the blaring beams from a crochety moon.
A pensive pair of spectacles ruminates on sights
Carefully seen--
Of frugal birds and courteous walkways
And terraces splendid and keen
Now a scent of myrrh caresses the room
A pillow of mist blushing, blows kisses to
A muzzy moon
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"On Gelid Night" by David Hart
On gelid night, prone amidst this small sea of
faineant coverlets,
A nimeity of somnolent susurrations--
Bombinate and pierce the greyblack night.
Still, the foundling lies on bilious pillow
A radiator's dolorous tintinnabulation
Harmonizes a fan's punctilious paean.
On this gelid night,
A languid pillow kisses this naive cheek.
Vocabulary
Bilious-ill-tempered; Foundling-lost child; nimiety-excess (n);
dolorous-sad; tintinnabulation-tinkling sound; susurrations(n)-whispers; faineant(adj)-
idle; gelid-icy cold; bombinate-buzz or hum; punctilious-precise; paean- a song of praise
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