David McLansky

Freshman - 899 Points [David McLansky] (5/24/1944 / New York City)

David McLansky Poems

561. The Last Party 12/16/2012
562. The Local Elite 5/31/2014
563. The Memory Of Joyce Stirs The Trees At Night 4/13/2014
564. The Mirror 4/21/2014
565. The Narrow Soul 2/21/2014
566. The Need Of God 5/16/2014
567. The Not Yet Dead 2/19/2013
568. The Oaten Bride (2) 9/19/2013
569. The Oaten Bride (1) 9/18/2013
570. The Oaten Bride (3) 9/20/2013
571. The Oaten Bride (4) 9/21/2013
572. The Oaten Bride (6) 9/25/2013
573. The Oaten Bride (7) 9/26/2013
574. The Oaten Bride Ii 4/5/2014
575. The Oaten Bride Iii 4/5/2014
576. The Oaten Bride Iv 4/5/2014
577. The Oaten Bride Ix 4/5/2014
578. The Oaten Bride V 4/5/2014
579. The Oaten Bride Vi 4/5/2014
580. The Oaten Bride Vii 4/5/2014
581. The Oaten Bride Viii 4/5/2014
582. The Oaten Bride X 4/5/2014
583. The Oaten Bride(5) 9/25/2013
584. The Old Clochard 9/8/2013
585. The Old Farmer 3000 B.C. 3/7/2014
586. The Old King 11/29/2014
587. The Old Priest 1/20/2013
588. The Old Psychologist 5/14/2014
589. The Peaceful Poet 5/31/2014
590. The Pilgrim Road 12/8/2012
591. The Pilgrim Road 6 & 7 12/10/2012
592. The Pilgrim Road 14 12/20/2012
593. The Pilgrim Road 15 12/24/2012
594. The Pilgrim Road 2 12/8/2012
595. The Pilgrim Road 10 12/13/2012
596. The Pilgrim Road 12 12/14/2012
597. The Pilgrim Road 13 12/16/2012
598. The Pilgrim Road 16 & 17 & 18 12/25/2012
599. The Pilgrim Road 19 & 20 12/27/2012
600. The Pilgrim Road 21 & 22 & 23 & 24 12/28/2012
Best Poem of David McLansky

9/11

They told us all 'to just stay put, '
Breathing ashes and blackened soot,
'Put a towel against the door, '
'Wet it first, put it on the floor; '
'The Firemen were on the way, '
That's what 911 said that day;
But I've always had an ornery streak,
When told to obey and to be meek,
We were told to wait in that fiery din;
'Be patient, the firemen were coming in; '
But I rebelled; I could not sit still,
I would not cling to the windowsill,
I was tired of always following orders,
I had to think of my two daughters;
So for once I dared to rebel
To...

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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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