My Poetry
Thus, though regretfully, I must / Abandon friendship we between… Read more
No representation exper’ienced there / No replica, no false facsimile… Read more
Ladies, hate to say — it’s us. Read more
Since now I reach that time of life / Obnoxiousness me more become… Read more
You stick out. Read more
Worse than bad Vermouth / The poet’s habit of alliteration! Read more
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