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1. Accidents The barber has accidentally taken off an ear. It lies like Something newborn on the floor in a nest of […]...
2. Me prove it now Whoever doubt Me prove it now Whoever doubt Me stop to prove it now Make haste the Scruple! Death be scant For […]...
3. Meeting by Accident Meeting by Accident, We hovered by design As often as a Century An error so divine Is ratified by Destiny, […]...
4. Removed from Accident of Loss Removed from Accident of Loss By Accident of Gain Befalling not my simple Days Myself had just to earn Of […]...
5. The Wind took up the Northern Things The Wind took up the Northern Things And piled them in the south Then gave the East unto the West […]...
6. Take your Heaven further on Take your Heaven further on This to Heaven divine Has gone Had You earlier blundered in Possibly, e’en You had […]...
7. The Song of a Man Who has Come Through Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me! A fine wind is blowing the new direction of […]...
8. Pigtail When all the women in the transport Had their heads shaved Four workmen with brooms made of birch twigs Swept […]...
9. My Dog's My Boss Each day when it’s anighing three Old Dick looks at the clock, Then proudly brings my stick to me To […]...
10. A Quarrel After that failed intercourse she asked if something had been wrong. She coiled in muteness and ventured an old book […]...
11. Southampton water song of sea-leaves in an orchestra of foam Branches of violins sprayed across the mind What is magnetic in a […]...
12. A Summer Afternoon A languid atmosphere, a lazy breeze, With labored respiration, moves the wheat From distant reaches, till the golden seas Break […]...
13. An Address to Shakespeare Immortal! William Shakespeare, there’s none can you excel, You have drawn out your characters remarkably well, Which is delightful for […]...
14. I am alive I guess I am alive I guess The Branches on my Hand Are full of Morning Glory And at my finger’s end […]...
15. "Red Sea," indeed! Talk not to me “Red Sea,” indeed! Talk not to me Of purple Pharaoh I have a Navy in the West Would pierce his […]...
16. San Francisco This poem was found written on a paper bag by Richard Brautigan in a laundromat in San Francisco. The author […]...
17. Mount Houvenkopf Serene he stands, with mist serenely crowned, And draws a cloak of trees about his breast. The thunder roars but […]...
18. Chapel Deacon Who put that crease in your soul, Davies, ready this fine morning For the staid chapel, where the Book’s frown […]...
19. In Memory of a Happy Day in February Blessed be Thou for all the joy My soul has felt today! O let its memory stay with me And […]...
20. At Night The wind is singing through the trees to-night, A deep-voiced song of rushing cadences And crashing intervals. No summer breeze […]...