Lawrence Beck

Lawrence Beck Poems

1. On Platform B 7/25/2018
2. Junkie 7/27/2018
3. In Mind, If Nowhere Else 8/1/2018
4. Biting Flies And Bill Collectors 8/3/2018
5. Your Typical Gushy Love Poem 8/5/2018
6. Wheel Of Fortune 8/6/2018
7. Seventy Years Was Long Enough 8/6/2018
8. Trying To Hold Onto Water 8/10/2018
9. Over Again 8/14/2018
10. In Your Absence 8/18/2018
11. Seattle, Then And Now 8/21/2018
12. How We Have To Be 8/22/2018
13. Poor, Fussy Man 8/24/2018
14. Vantage 8/26/2018
15. Indistinct 8/28/2018
16. Metaphor 8/29/2018
17. Siren 9/3/2018
18. Practically A Native 9/4/2018
19. Someone Must Be In Need 9/5/2018
20. Farewell To Chivalry 9/7/2018
21. A Theory 9/11/2018
22. Secretary Of State 9/12/2018
23. The Missus 9/14/2018
24. The Girlfriend 9/14/2018
25. Nonentity 9/18/2018
26. The Blind Leading The Blind 9/19/2018
27. Convalescence 9/27/2018
28. Gail 9/28/2018
29. Land Of Opportunity -new- 10/2/2018
30. An October Evening -new- 10/4/2018
31. High Hopes -new- 10/6/2018
32. A Rainy Day -new- 10/9/2018
33. Shut In -new- 10/12/2018
34. Do You Have Coffee? -new- 10/13/2018
35. A Rainy June In Nebraska 6/26/2018
36. Bvi 6/28/2018
37. Feckless Pilot 7/2/2018
38. The Blue And The Green 7/3/2018
39. Ericson's Lakeside Resort 7/3/2018
40. Dead Muslims 7/7/2018

Comments about Lawrence Beck

  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (12/1/2008 5:30:00 AM)

    your poems are passionate and devastating.

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  • Lori Boulard (10/3/2006 7:29:00 AM)

    It occurred to me this morning that no matter why I sign onto this site, if there's a Lawrence Beck post, I'm there. I have yet to be disappointed by anything you've written, Monsieur Beck, and that says a lot. Your poems are tight, real, and manage to balance between pure artistry and readability. It is a pleasure to read you here!
    Cheers, Lori

Best Poem of Lawrence Beck

Like My Shadow

The pain is here, my boon companion,
Rising out of bed with me each morning,
Taking walks with me.It warns me not
To use my car, or climb or even descend
Stairs.It tells me that I shouldn't sleep,
Yet also says I shouldn't be too active.
How I've tired of it, but it seems satisfied
With me, and can't be hushed or shooed
Away.At best, the little pills I take
Reduce it.Still, though smaller sized,
It's pain, and stays with me.

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The Blue And The Green

I can't say that the seashore is prettier than
What I'm gazing out at now.I love to watch
The ocean waves come crashing in.I love
The plumes of wind-blown spray, the freighters
Slowly churning up their channels far off from
The beach, the screaming gulls, the flat horizon.
Nothing looms above the tossing water.Here,
One thousand miles in, the vista seems almost
The same.The wind blows waves through

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