David McLansky

Freshman - 865 Points [David McLansky] (5/24/1944 / New York City)

David McLansky Poems

161. Distracted Youth Whose Heart's Impaled 12/14/2013
162. Do Not Grieve For Me 10/12/2013
163. Dog At The Pound 1/18/2013
164. Dorothy, I Have Seen You Three Times 3/4/2014
165. Dracula's Family Life, An Intimate Picture 3/27/2014
166. Dragon 3/5/2014
167. Drunk On The Irt Subway 5/27/2014
168. Eat Your Ice Cream While You May 12/21/2013
169. Economy 11/29/2012
170. Elaine At The Mini-Mart 1/6/2014
171. Elaine Sept 12/11/2013
172. Embers 2/19/2014
173. Emily Dickinson's Birthday Present 11/25/2012
174. Emily Poem 2/3/2013
175. End Of The Ice Age 3/18/2014
176. Epitaph 11/27/2013
177. Eusthacia 6/23/2013
178. Everyday 12/24/2012
179. Evil Etiquette 5/27/2014
180. Falling Down 7/15/2013
181. Family Court Lawyers 6/7/2014
182. Fare Thee Well Emily 4/27/2013
183. Fine Memory Of Chana Along Lake Nefooey 2/8/2014
184. Fire Island 6/28/2013
185. For A Poet 6/2/2014
186. For Chana 6/2/2014
187. For Chen Zongchou 10/26/2013
188. For Kay Newly Transfered To A Nursing Home 5/19/2013
189. For Lillian: Paris Cafe 2/22/2014
190. For Lillian: In Memorium 6/12/2013
191. Found Xmas Wishes To Elaine 7/12/2013
192. Fragment 11/23/2014
193. Fragment From The Pilgrim Road 9/2/2013
194. Friends Move Away 5/27/2014
195. From The Paris Hilton Poetry Book 4/7/2014
196. Furies Of Hate 6/24/2013
197. Galatea (A Riff) 11/24/2012
198. Garfield Place 2/23/2014
199. Gauguin In Brooklyn 5/14/2014
200. Get Up, Get Up, My Sleepy Lover 3/17/2014
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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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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