David McLansky

Freshman - 843 Points [David McLansky] (5/24/1944 / New York City)

David McLansky Poems

121. Boaz And Ruth 12/26/2012
122. Borders 12/5/2012
123. Brandywine At My Door 5/9/2014
124. Brel2 8/21/2014
125. Bronach 3/19/2014
126. Bronwen's Birthday Poem 11/10/2013
127. Bronwen's Wedding Poem 2/9/2013
128. But I Still Don'T Understand A Word You'Re Saying 8/19/2014
129. But What If No One Asks (A Riff) 1/5/2013
130. By The Window 1/18/2013
131. Cam Lainey On The 7 1/1/2014
132. Carte Blanche 5/21/2013
133. Catullus 1/24/2013
134. Christmas, Hartland, Maine 1996 7/12/2013
135. Chrysalis 3/29/2014
136. Cold But Sentimental 3/28/2014
137. College Ghosts 1/1/2013
138. College Ghosts (A Riff) 1/1/2013
139. Complications 3/7/2014
140. Copper Kettle 9/9/2013
141. Copper Kettle 3/7/2014
142. Copper Plate Upon A Stone 10/18/2013
143. Court Life 12/25/2013
144. Crackers 12/20/2013
145. Crocuses 2/7/2013
146. Crossing A Hall 4/18/2014
147. Curse Of The Burning Witch 9/30/2014
148. Dancing 6/21/2013
149. Daphne In Ireland 2/13/2013
150. Dare I Chart My Own Decline? 4/3/2015
151. David And Absalom 4/10/2014
152. David And Elaine’s Epic Birthday Battle May 12/8/2013
153. Death Remains My Enemy (A Riff) 11/27/2012
154. Debra Song 4/3/2014
155. December 22,1973 4/24/2014
156. Deer In My Garden 5/6/2013
157. Despise Me Not For My Obession With Your Form 10/12/2013
158. Devouring Time 5/25/2013
159. Did I Make The Maidens Blush 11/28/2012
160. Discovering Charity Given 2/21/2014
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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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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