Sick in fortune from the surfeit
of own behavior, we
are crashing now, as we deserve,
most excellent in foppery,
...
As sybaritic as a Turkish bath or shvitz,
the cosmopolitans pronounces their consonants and vowels,
but when they leave the ballroom of the Ritz
they sound like borborygmi of the bowels.
...
The trouble with me is that I’m not shovel
ready, and don’t want to move
from my cottage mansion to a hovel
where I will be forced to prove
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What would the world be once bereft
of wet and wildness, ? Hopkins asked.
The answer is: it would be left
without the beauty that God tasked
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Infidelity is far more popular
that baseball, barbecues or ball-room dancing,
for changing partners when you're being copular
apparently can be far more entrancing
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Sad and empty, having finished
something long, I now report
I don’t think I’ll feel diminished
if I now write something short.
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Better, deeper, more intelligent,
and sensitive than us, Jane Austen
provides a literary environment
in which we all, by getting lost in
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You have to leave a space for thought
to heal the wounds nonmeaning causes;
they won’t recover as they ought
if you attempt to close with clauses
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For the writer, as for God,
the process of creation can’t
be drawn precisely, far too odd
to make clear to a confidant,
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La femme, sings Offenbach, dont le coeur rêve,
which means a woman with a dreaming heart,
is disinclined to give this heart forever,
but always will––as soon as her eyes dart
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