Dog goD 8Hate
Dog goD 8Hate Poems
|83.||Excess Meat, Without Confection||2/27/2015|
|85.||Modern Fugitive And... Betrayal||11/3/2014|
|86.||A Voluptuous Dance In Acerbic Display||12/1/2007|
|87.||To Pittsburgh! ! !||12/13/2013|
|88.||My Dirty House||10/29/2013|
|89.||Gross! This Irony||3/5/2009|
|91.||Gross Irony Acknowledged||11/10/2007|
|92.||Certain inference is written in your post...||5/31/2009|
|95.||Hot Day, Hot Words, Hot Dog!||8/30/2007|
|97.||Okcupid: Response To... No Response||11/22/2014|
|99.||A Merry Exit||12/24/2009|
|100.||My Emily Dickson Encomium||8/31/2014|
My Emily Dickson Encomium
SiR: the context is in the tone...
this train has that... a big... mEATy... ENGINE...
a 'fierce-throated beauty! ' and that can pull through
mordant trials, up tracks that contend sacred cast, and
with a string o' cars n' coaches, myriad in nature.
i like to see it lap the miles
and lick the valleys up
and stop to feed itself at tanks,
and then - prodigious - step
around a pile of mountains,
and supercilious peer
in shanties, by the sides of roads.
And then, a quarry pare
to fit its ribs
and crawl between
complaining all the ...
'hey? ' Hey, the plug of a nickel
wood (would) excell prosaic
moneys to extents beyond a
copper penny made of would too.
Tears without 'still love you' cry dry
Pheonix has kleenex
wipe your 'hey' away...wipe your eye!