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Lament

by Dylan Thomas

When I was a windy boy and a bit
And the black spit of the chapel fold,
(Sighed the old ram rod, dying of women),
I tiptoed shy in the gooseberry wood,
The rude owl cried like a tell-tale tit,
I skipped in a blush as the big girls rolled
Nine-pin down on donkey's common,
And on seesaw sunday nights I wooed
Whoever I would with my wicked eyes,
The whole of the moon I could love and leave

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Green Chile

by Jimmy Santiago Baca

I prefer red chile over my eggs
and potatoes for breakfast.
Red chile ristras decorate my door,
dry on my roof, and hang from eaves.
They lend open-air vegetable stands
historical grandeur, and gently swing
with an air of festive welcome.
I can hear them talking in the wind,
haggard, yellowing, crisp, rasping
tongues of old men, licking the breeze.

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Reclining Rose

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Reposed in shadows
within a realm of colors
dusty rose gown blurs.
All the flowers she adores ~
as gold love's beamed out of doors.

Green and purple blooms
are always in her warm face ~
'til she sinks in grace.

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Disabled

by Wilfred Owen

He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark,
And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey,
Legless, sewn short at elbow. Through the park
Voices of boys rang saddening like a hymn,
Voices of play and pleasure after day,
Till gathering sleep had mothered them from him.

About this time Town used to swing so gay
When glow-lamps budded in the light blue trees,
And girls glanced lovelier as the air grew dim,-

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A Timbered Choir

by Wendell Berry

Even while I dreamed I prayed that what I saw was only fear and no foretelling,
for I saw the last known landscape destroyed for the sake
of the objective, the soil bludgeoned, the rock blasted.
Those who had wanted to go home would never get there now.

I visited the offices where for the sake of the objective the planners planned
at blank desks set in rows. I visited the loud factories
where the machines were made that would drive ever forward
toward the objective. I saw the forest reduced to stumps and gullies; I saw
the poisoned river, the mountain cast into the valley;

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Recent Woman Poems

Reclining Rose

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Sparkler

by Lauren Tilley

It's not like a rush of waves
Like I've read in those books
The innocent idyllic lies
Of fountain wishes and
Written dreams and
Patriarchal fantasies
All in illustration
Illusions? Delusions?
All the same

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Soy Mujer

by Kathleen Diaz

Soy Mujer

Soy Mujer con brazos fuertes
Con caderas que pueden crear vida
Con nariz de mi papá
Con labios de mi mami
Con cachetes que enseñan salud
Con arrugas de Felicidad y Vida ... Mi Vida

Con las palabras de ellos...

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Versace on the Floor. January 21st, 2024.

by Gilligan Snolepart

I want to know the salty smell of your sweat
As my kisses begin their descent between your shoulders

I want to see the apprehension of judgement fade from your eyes as your dress slides off
And desire washes self-consciousness away, so much so that you stop caring and just want me to take you

I want to play hide and seek with your lingerie, zip after strap
Until the last hook of your bra surrenders and there’s only skin left

I want to know what your breath sounds like when it gets heavier

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Draconic Soul

by Allison Anderson

In the crucible of life, where shadows dance,
A tale unfolds of strength, of second chance.
In the hearts of women, where dragons reside,
A story untold, in the depths they confide.
Bearing scars unseen, etched in the soul,
Warriors emerge, making brokenness whole.
Through the tempest of trauma, they find their flight,
Silent battles waged in the stillness of night.
A dragon's soul within, fierce and bold,
Yet fragile whispers of stories untold.

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