Poesia Consagrada
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : The Courtesan Chats
Last night I met a passive man With almost no curve to his face, And skin... |
General | 987 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:03 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Death
I shall walk down the road. I shall turn and feel upon my feet The kisses of... |
General | 1.222 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:04 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Death II
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A fan of smoke in the long, green-white revery of the sky, ... |
General | 1.200 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:05 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Dialogue Between a Past and Present Poet
PAST POET I wrote of roses on a woman's breast, Glowing as though her... |
General | 770 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:06 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : East-Side: New York
An old Jew munches an apple, With conquering immersion All the thwarted... |
General | 738 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:07 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Emotional Monologue
A man is sitting within the enigmatic turmoil of a railroad station. His face is narrow... |
General | 800 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:08 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Factory Girl
Why are your eyes like dry brown flower-pods, Still, gripped by the memory of lost... |
General | 588 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:09 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Fifth Avenue (New York)
Seasons bring nothing to this gulch Save a harshly intimate anecdote Scrawled... |
General | 863 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:09 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Figure
Through the turbulent servility Of a churlish city street He strides opaquely... |
General | 604 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:11 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Finalities
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Pretend that night is grandiose, That stars win graves in... |
General | 870 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:12 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Forgetfulness
Happier than green-kirtled apple-trees Waving their soft-rimmed fans of light ... |
General | 607 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:13 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Foundry Workers
Brown faces twisted back Into an ecstasy of tight resistance; Eyes that are... |
General | 640 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:14 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Garbage-Heap
The wind was shrill and mercenary, Like a housewife pacing down the sky. Green... |
General | 471 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:15 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : The Gown You Wear
The gown you wear is curiously like sound-- Tangles of dahlia-murmurs taking shape... |
General | 750 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:16 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Hill-Side Tree
Like a drowsy, rain-browned saint, You squat, and sometimes your voice In... |
General | 710 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:17 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Imaginary People
I: POET
You have escaped the comedy Of swift, pretentious praise... |
General | 650 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:18 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Impulsive Dialogue
POET Will you, like other men, Offer me indigo indignities? UNDERTAKER... |
General | 796 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:19 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Insanity
Like a vivid hyperbole, The sun plunged into April's freshness, And struck... |
General | 868 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:22 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Interlude
Sun-light recedes on the mountains, in long gold shafts, Like the falling pillars of... |
General | 1.105 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:23 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : The Interne
O the agony of having too much power! In my passive palm are hundreds of lives.... |
General | 782 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:24 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Intrusion
The lilies sag with rain-drops: Their petals hold fire that does not break out.... |
General | 929 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:25 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Jack Rose
With crafty brooding life turned to Jack Rose And made him heroin-peddler, and his... |
General | 478 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:25 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Like Prayers Born Dead
Like prayers born dead, long shadows Strew the floor and clutch at your feet, ... |
General | 774 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:26 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Manners
Gingerly, the poets sit. Gingerly, they spend The adjectives of dribbling... |
General | 583 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:28 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Mark of Your Voice
Mark of your voice, a dawn Dropping little gestures upon my forehead, While... |
General | 1.011 | Fri, 05/13/2011 - 02:28 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Meeting
A mood whose heart was a flagon of ashes, Met another mood whose lips were stained... |
General | 711 | Sat, 05/14/2011 - 01:10 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : The Mellow Anger of His Hair
The mellow anger of his hair Disputes his sleepy girl's face. His robe... |
General | 571 | Sat, 05/14/2011 - 13:40 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : Moonlight Bends Over the Black Silence
Moonlight bends over the black silence, Making it bloom to wild-flowers of sound... |
General | 555 | Sat, 05/14/2011 - 13:43 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : The Mountebank Criticizes
I lose all sense of profiles, Strolling through your greys and blacks and browns!... |
General | 992 | Sat, 05/14/2011 - 13:44 | |
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Maxwell Bodenheim |
Maxwell Bodenheim Poems : My Heart is a Slovenly Russet Peasant-Girl
MAIDEN My heart is a slovenly russet peasant-girl Flirting with staidly... |
General | 631 | Sat, 05/14/2011 - 13:45 |