GRANT FRASER

Silver Star - 3,185 Points (JUNE 7 1964 / ABERDEEN)

GRANT FRASER Poems

161. Ground 10/28/2015
162. Ground Control 8/7/2013
163. Gunfight With The Creator (Reprise) 12/23/2013
164. Guru 4/22/2013
165. Hammered 3/4/2014
166. Handprint 9/23/2015
167. Hands 4/17/2014
168. Hanging 5/13/2014
169. Harder To Smell Something... 3/17/2013
170. Hardest Part 8/26/2013
171. Head Stairs 1/7/2015
172. Heart 11/20/2013
173. Heart 2 11/20/2013
174. Heart 3 11/20/2013
175. Hell (Has A Gate) 4/7/2013
176. Hepsonstall Cemetery 5/23/2016
177. Her Mouth Engraved 5/9/2013
178. Hey You 12/18/2013
179. Hinterlands (Fragmentary) 5/27/2013
180. Hi-Too-Late! 5/30/2017
181. Hits (Off The Cuff) 8/14/2013
182. Hitting And Missing 8/13/2014
183. Hole Of Some Sort.... 10/15/2015
184. Holy Smoke! 11/22/2013
185. I Just Want To Sing - That's All! 12/6/2013
186. I Used To Go In 5/7/2013
187. 'I Want's' 3/18/2014
188. I Your Hypocritical Appliance 7/24/2013
189. Ideal-Ism 4/11/2013
190. If Only... 4/11/2014
191. I'M Too Intelligent For This Place... 11/27/2013
192. In And Out Of The Trajectory 4/23/2014
193. In My Cave... 4/8/2013
194. Inadvertent Armour 4/16/2013
195. Insert Coin / Or Something Dropped... 4/17/2013
196. Instrument Of Measure 4/12/2014
197. Invisible 1/24/2014
198. Joe 2/10/2014
199. Jolt! 7/30/2013
200. Just Trying To Be Nice... 5/22/2014
Best Poem of GRANT FRASER

Before Night Falls...

I can't quite describe
the way they dragged
those sacks
of weightless carcasses
around, their floppy crevices,
hairy dead vaginal lips
&
shrunken penises,

a mass of dislocated
body parts and taut faces,
confounded genitalia!

yet to run back again,
and thrust your entire
self against it,
the dead grainy B&W
dead film of time,
always close beside us,
like your brain,
and the gaping hole
in your head,
lying there like a cold
blue omellete,
on the grass, beside you...

as if one could feed or feel
a ...

Read the full of Before Night Falls...

Coming Second

Sometimes I half imagine
your already there,
or coming...

While I look away, for
seconds, as you undress,

At some point I'm ready to turn,
but not look directly...

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