This is the second in an occasional series of autobiographical poems.... The Gaylynn was only a quarter; The serial started at ten. Saturday, every weekend, I walked to the movies with Ben. The game, as we walked along North Street, To walk swiftly, missing each crack. And Ben, whose stride was much longer, Left me […]
Have you ever noticed that light verse ages well, especially if it has political undertones? Consider the following: Most gracious Queen, we thee implore To go away and sin no more. But if that effort be too great, To go away at any rate. That's amusing, even if you don't know that the reference is […]
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there must be remote matter." - Ben Jonson
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