gershon hepner Poems

With prescience, he sang the about the clash
that faces our uncivil civilizations,
whose differences might lead to nuclear ash
descending from the skies on all the nations.
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Red-lipped lady, lacking a moustache,
no Frida look-alike, although your art
contains, when panned, gold nuggets whose bright flash
intrigue my biventricular bold heart,
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More like a massacre than battle,
old age is when they lead us off
not in a cattle-car like cattle
to slaughter-houses beyond Bahnhof,
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Pretension, balancing banality with self-
effacement leads to phoniness,
and although Holden Caulfield is not on the shelf,
his author lives in loneliness,
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Slight slowing of the world’s rotation
requires, top chronologists have reckoned,
slight horological inflation
of New Year, to which they will add a second.
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While Allen Ginsberg told us “Howl! ”
I do prefer Clint Eastwood’s growl,
while cherishing his Gran Torino,
spaghetti westernized the fino
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In the tunnels some debunk
brave New Yorkers who spelunk
into subways, where they funnel
through a station and a tunnel,
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You should not think it a disgrace
when girls don’t wear, while they’re in space
the underwear that they’re expected
to wear on earth. I’ve not inspected
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If today weren’t bright and sunny
would the sky be blue?
If my life was not so funny
would it still be true?
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He wrote a role in Misfits for her,
but when the movie ended they
drove off in different cars. The play
had ended. He’d begun to bore her.
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