David McLansky

Veteran Poet - 1,562 Points [David McLansky] (5/24/1944 / New York City)

David McLansky Poems

401. Peace And Cafe Au Lait 11/16/2015
402. Pere & Fils 11/24/2012
403. Pj' Meets Her Old College Career Counselor: 6/15/2014
404. Pj's Answer To Her Old College Career Counselor: 5/12/2014
405. Planting Bulbs 6/2/2013
406. Poem For Eugenia Semyonova Ginzburg 6/2/2014
407. Poem In Honor Of Dr. Gerald M. Lucas 6/15/2015
408. Poem In Praise Of My Love's Second Toe 10/16/2013
409. Poem To A Fellow Poet:: Pradip Chattopadhyay) 3/22/2014
410. Poem To A Taliban Daughter 1/26/2013
411. Poem To Dale On The Block 10/3/2014
412. Poem To Elaine 12/23/2013
413. Poem To Michael's Girlfriend 3/29/2014
414. Poem To Valerie 8/18/2013
415. Poetic Mornings 4/9/2014
416. Pope Pius Xii 5/28/2013
417. Porcelin Doll 10/13/2013
418. Prayers For Kay 5/3/2013
419. Proposal To Dijuana 5/24/2014
420. Putin Kiev, Peasant Style 3/3/2014
421. Pygmalion 1/12/2014
422. Quaker Churchyard Rain 2/21/2014
423. Queen Elaine Of Canada 4/26/2013
424. Queen Gertrude 12/28/2013
425. Queen Of Empty Spaces 4/22/2014
426. Raptor Xmas 1/18/2013
427. Reflections On Theodore, Franklyn, Eleanor And Me. 9/21/2014
428. Remember Me As I Was Was 9/20/2015
429. Remember Me In Your Pain 4/23/2014
430. Remembrance Of Poems Past 5/11/2013
431. Response To Brooklyn 6/6/2014
432. Restored Poems 2/27/2014
433. Reunion 3/7/2014
434. Riff Onat The Request Of My Students While Teaching Wordsworth's..Daffodils 7/23/2013
435. Riff For Gajanan Mishra 3/1/2014
436. Riff On Sue Ann Simar's 'I Awoke In A Casket' 7/12/2013
437. Riff On A Fellow Poet's Query: What's Wrong With Some Women? 4/1/2014
438. Riff On A Jack Growden Poem 'Lament' 10/20/2013
439. Riff On A River Poet 3/26/2014
440. Riff On A Senorita's Poem 2/24/2013
Best Poem of David McLansky

After My Death

No stillness filled the air,
The Nation didn't pause
Speechless with despair;
No limousine procession
Slowly snaked the road,
Winding to the crowded hill
And my last abode;
No local politicians
Recalled the City's loss
No Abbot of the Diocese
Softly kissed his Cross;
No Mayor of the Village
Called me Mankind's Friend,
No speeches intoned over me
Recalling Life at end;
At my empty grave site
Two weeping children stood,
Summarizing all I'd done
And all I ever would.

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Bangladesh (A Riff)

Everywhere I stand, I stand in water
It's wide expanse defines the border;
My country sinking into the sea,
The waters lapping at my knee;
My country now a muddy brown
The roofs submerged below their crown
The water lapping at the poles,
The tidal waves toss wooden bowls.
This was once an idyllic spot,

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