Then, the housekeeper- Ring!
Did she suspect me sitting,
at phone side, listening
to all she said, her
...
Forget the Past. Everybody has to.
Its clinging, singing siren melodies
Are quicksand. It will swallow you.
...
A ring, a rap at the door and you were
there you were in all your gory glory.
The start-up bars to Don Juan's last affair
(when the hard-put servant, content till now to obey
...
'I like it', he cried.
'I hate it', she replied.
Truth, lie- what a waste
if sloth and churlish pride
...
Some enjoy a Goya
They could stare at one all day
Or find Rembrandt transcendent
Or put their stock in Klee
...
John Steinbeck (one answer only, please)
a) lived in Rheinbeck
...
You, my dear,
are like a lovely view-
a haven for the homeless,
a melodious road
...
and overnight, in one fell swoop
liquidated blocks of snow
and brought to the trees unruly rows
of straggly flowers, pink and cream;
...
It was a long time ago
The 28th Olympiad, I guess.
Twice we won gold for 1) dancing on TV
And 2) world-class hypocrisy.
...
Past rustic towns and seas
I've traced you to your
final resting place, my brother,
rehearsing in my heart the prayer
...