The Oxford Book of American Light Verse (Oxford Books of Verse)
For pie-bald mare. 18 ROY ALL TYLER The Widower satisfied the guy, who unfastened as air, by means of nuptial ties now not certain, W i t h dearest spouse lays each care Low below floor. whereas he with fops, sips tea with toasts; ethereal, and homosexual, in his clothes; Whose satisfaction, in age, and winter's frost, Can yield him hearth. Blest, who can unconcernedly locate Days, hours, and years, drift tender away; W h o jokes, and laughs, with vacant brain, even though hairs develop gray. No sleep by means of evening — dancing and drink jointly mixt,.
In Southern California, copyright © 1961, 1964, 1966, 1967, 1969, 1971, 1972, 1973 through X. J. Kennedy, reprinted via permission of David R. Godine, writer. Carolyn Kizer: nighttime used to be My Cry, copyright © 1961 through Indiana collage Press, reprinted by way of permission of Doubleday & corporation, Inc. Kenneth Koch: The Pleasures of Peace and different Poems, copyright © 1969 by means of Grove Press, Inc., reprinted by means of permission of the writer and foreign artistic administration as brokers for Kenneth Koch. Stanley.
Swim! Brag of your trap of fish again!" and stale he sailed during the fog and rain! previous Floyd Ireson, for his tough middle, Tarred and feathered and carried in a cart through the ladies of Marblehead! Fathoms deep in darkish Chaleur That ruin shall lie forevermore. mom and sister, spouse and maid, appeared from the rocks of Marblehead Over the moaning and wet sea, — sought for the arrival that will no longer be! W h a t did the winds and the sea-birds say Of the tough captain who sailed away? — previous Floyd.
Steed, And trip to the search of the centipede: whereas the puppy of the harem, Dandeline, should still fill me a crystal bucket of wine, And the kislar aga, Up-to-Snuff, may still wipe my mouth whilst I sighed, "Enough!" And the homosexual court docket poet, Fearfulbore, should still sit down within the corridor while the search used to be o'er, And chant me songs of silvery tone, no longer from Hafiz, yet — mine personal! Ah, wee candy love, beside me the following, i'm really not the Sultan Gingerbeer, Nor you the odalisque Dandeline, but i'm yourn, and also you are mine! Nauvoo.
poultry got here down the stroll: He didn't recognize I observed; He bit an angle-worm in halves And ate the guy, uncooked. after which he drank a dew From a handy grass, after which hopped sidewise to the wall To permit a beetle move. He glanced with speedy eyes That moved quickly all in another country, — They gave the impression of worried beads, i presumed He stirred his velvet head Like one at risk; wary, I provided him a crumb, And he unrolled his feathers And rowed him softer domestic Than oars divide the sea, Too silver for a seam, Or.