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Passage
Harold Hart Crane
Where the cedar leaf divides the sky I heard the sea. In sapphire arenas of the hills I was promised an improved infancy. Sulking, sanctioning...Rate it:

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Père-la-Chaise
Francis William Lauderdale Adams
(PARIS) I STOOD in Père-la-Chaise. The putrid City, Paris, the harlot of the nations, lay, The bug-bright thing that knows not love nor pity, Flas...Rate it:

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Safe And Sound
Ezra Pound
My name is Nunty Cormorant And my finance is sound, I lend you Englishmen hot air At one and three the pound. I lend you Englishmen hot air And I ...Rate it:

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Song of Insane Gardener
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Oh, I dance upon the lawn in the cold, white dawn, And I gloat upon the corpses of a countless million slain; Where the frost about my feet spread...Rate it:

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The Bat
James Whitcomb Riley
I. Thou dread, uncanny thing, With fuzzy breast and leathern wing, In mad, zigzagging flight, Notching the dusk, and buffeting The black cheeks of...Rate it:

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The Glug Quest
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Follow the river and cross the ford, Follow again to the wobbly bridge, Turn to the left at the notice board, Climbing the cow-track over the ridge...Rate it:

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The Haughty Snail-King
Vachel Lindsay
Twelve snails went walking after night. They'd creep an inch or so, Then stop and bug their eyes And blow. Some folks . . . are . . . deadly . . . ...Rate it:

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The man in chrysanthemum land
Emily Pauline Johnson
There's a brave little berry-brown man At the opposite side of the earth; Of the White, and the Black, and the Tan, He's the smallest in compass...Rate it:

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The Merry Sportsmen
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
'Arry an' me is bits of sports; When the summer comes around We gits our sweaters an' guns an' shorts An' we seeks out 'untin' ground. Tennis an' '...Rate it:

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The Real Question
Paul Laurence Dunbar
Folks is talkin' 'bout de money, 'bout de silvah an' de gold; All de time de season 's changin' an' de days is gittin' cold. An' dey 's wond'rin' '...Rate it:

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The Swan
Gavril Romanovich Derzhavin
I'll leave the mortal world behind, Take wing in an flight fantastical, With singing, my eternal soul Will rise up swan-like in the air. Possessin...Rate it:

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The Potatoes' Dance
Vachel Lindsay
(A Poem Game.) I "Down cellar," said the cricket, "Down cellar," said the cricket, "Down cellar," said the cricket, "I saw a ball last night, In ...Rate it:

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Tender Buttons [Chicken]
Gertrude Stein
CHICKEN. Pheasant and chicken, chicken is a peculiar third. CHICKEN. Alas a dirty word, alas a dirty third alas a dirty third, alas a dirty bird...Rate it:

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A Hyde Park Larrikin
Henry Kendall
You may have heard of Proclus, sir, If you have been a reader; And you may know a bit of her Who helped the Lycian leader. I have my doubts -...Rate it:

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Anecdotes Of fantasy
Nikhil Parekh
When i feel happy and bustling with youth, the atmosphere sprinkled with petals of palpable emotion, i embrace semicircular pillars of white ston...Rate it:

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As The Oak Lies In The Acorn
Liam Ó Comáin
As The Oak Lies In The Acorn * As the oak lies in the acorn so poetry comes from everyday life * Your compositions showed me That poetry lay in ...Rate it:

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Autumn Frost
Boris Pasternak
The morning sun shows like a pillar Of fire through smoke on frosty days. As on a faulty snap, it cannot Make out my features in the haze. The dis...Rate it:

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Battered Bob
Edward George Dyson
HE WAS working on a station in the Western when I knew him, And he came from Conongamo, up the old surveyors’ track, And the fellows all admitted t...Rate it:

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Cells
Rudyard Kipling
I've a head like a concertina: I've a tongue like a button-stick: I've a mouth like an old potato, and I'm more than a little sick, But I've had m...Rate it:

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Don Juan: Canto The Seventh
George Gordon Lord Byron
O Love! O Glory! what are ye who fly Around us ever, rarely to alight? There's not a meteor in the polar sky Of such transcendent and more fleeting...Rate it:

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Fantasy Meal
Nikhil Parekh
Fleshy pulp of juicy melon, fresh green skin of elongated banana, scarlet red complexion of sweet apple, hard olive skull of coastal coconut, o...Rate it:

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Little Puddleton
Robert William Service
I Let others sing of Empire and of pomp beyond the sea, A song of Little Puddleton is good enough for me, A song of kindly living, and of coming h...Rate it:

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My Heart Dictated Me
Nikhil Parekh
My legs dictated me to run; chase her reflection till the point it became entirely invisible; blending with the ethereally fading horizons, My ey...Rate it:

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Plymouth Rock Joe
Edgar Lee Masters
Why are you running so fast hither and thither Chasing midges or butterflies? Some of you are standing solemnly scratching for grubs; Some of you a...Rate it:

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Quit Ragging Or Go To Hell
Nikhil Parekh
Pathetically dastardly are those who indiscriminately rag; having the bugs of spurious inferiority circulating lecherously in their feckless veins,...Rate it:

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