David McLansky

Veteran Poet - 1,557 Points [David McLansky] (5/24/1944 / New York City)

David McLansky Poems

1. Anne Hathaway: On Her Famous Husband's Yearly Visit 11/19/2012
2. Shakespeare In Love 11/20/2012
3. Bangladesh (A Riff) 11/21/2012
4. The Cloak 11/22/2012
5. Pere & Fils 11/24/2012
6. Animal Spirits (A Riff) 11/25/2012
7. Death Remains My Enemy (A Riff) 11/27/2012
8. Economy 11/29/2012
9. Lyndsy Lohan Before The Judge (A Riff) 11/30/2012
10. Vines 12/2/2012
11. Rock Me In Your Arms Asleep 12/3/2012
12. Old Age And Youth (A Riff) 12/6/2012
13. After The Second Child's Death 12/6/2012
14. The Pilgrim Road 3 12/8/2012
15. The Pilgrim Road 12/8/2012
16. The Pilgrim Road 6 12/11/2012
17. Make Not A Virtue Of Suicide (A Riff) 12/11/2012
18. The Pilgrim Road 7 12/12/2012
19. The Pilgrim Road 10 12/13/2012
20. The Pilgrim Road 12 12/14/2012
21. Little Red Fingers 12/14/2012
22. The Last Party 12/16/2012
23. The Pilgrim Road 13 12/16/2012
24. The Irish In Decline (A Riff) 12/17/2012
25. Sodom''s Lament (A Riff) 12/18/2012
26. Kissing Me 12/19/2012
27. Liu Xiaobo 12/19/2012
28. The Pilgrim Road 14 12/20/2012
29. Huang Xiang 12/23/2012
30. Everyday 12/24/2012
31. Borders 12/5/2012
32. The Pilgrim Road 2 12/8/2012
33. The Pilgrim Road 6 & 7 12/10/2012
34. The Pilgrim Road 16 & 17 & 18 12/25/2012
35. The Pilgrim Road 23 12/29/2012
36. The Pilgrim Road 25 12/29/2012
37. The Pilgrum Road 26 12/30/2012
38. The Sacrifice 12/30/2012
39. The Pilgrim Road 29,30,31,32 12/31/2012
40. New Year Wishes 2013 1/1/2013
Best Poem of David McLansky

in Praise Of Older Women

Give me not
Your nubile girls
Experts on the course of life,
Whose baby cheeks
Unshadowed eyes
Bespeak the fact
They've never cried.

Give to me
A love of sorrow
Whose flesh has known
Fear of tomorrow;
Whose hands have shaken
With life's knowledge
Never gained
By years of college.

Give to me
A love whose sated
Scores of lovers
Proved ill-fated,
Grateful for the touch
That brings
The revival of
Youth's fateful Spring.

Give me not
Your heart unbroken,
The n'er betrayed
By words unspoken,
Who never ...

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Galatea (A Riff)

What perfection in eye and cheek,
She shifts her body, I cannot speak,
Her back's soft light of muscled bone
That I would frame in marble stone;

What arrogance in handheld tool
That I could take what's learned in school
And reproduce her subtle beauty
Oh Pygmalion, you fail in duty.

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