Your touch that I find ever-present
I want, as I have since I first
met you, and found you ever-pleasant,
spontaneous, sparkling, unrehearsed.
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An aged man’s a paltry thing
(John Butler Yeats, of course) ,
his legacy divided, king
like Lear, bereft of force,
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Gross national happiness now in Bhutan
is the goal, and not gross national product;
happiness great but not gross is my plan,
and the bottom line I’ve always buttocked.
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We’re not as intricate or clever
as we believe, but fortunately are amused
so easily we laugh forever
about absurdities with which we abused.
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In China, Moslems called the Uighurs
are fighting to be free
of rule by Han Chinese. It figures
that they want liberty,
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Gusto, brio and panache
happy writers have, who dash,
while those lack élan and verve
scribe slower, fearing they may swerve,
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Both faithful in love and dauntless in verse,
there ne’er was a knight like young Gershon, and worse
are abundant throughout the New Yorker and most
of the books that are published. Now Huffington Post
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Elizabeth said to the Earl:
“It is time that you left me to curl
with another young man, having less sex
with you, my dear robin of Essex.”
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Bruckner’s symphony, called the Romantic,
drives those who like brief works quite frantic,
but those who like long ones
are surely the wrong ones
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Moral convictions, George W’s strong card,
intellectual superiority Obama’s,
can’t win against opponents who fight hard,
not jokers in a pack, but military hammers.
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