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Henry-MusicbyHenry Crowder

Poemsby

Richard Aldington

Harold Acton

Walter Lowenfels

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Equatorial Way

Nancy Cunard

Not yet satisfied

But I'll be satisfied

With the days I slaved for Hope,Now I'm cuttin all the ropes

Gettin in my due of dough

From ofays that'll miss me so

GoingGoing where the arrow points due south

I don't mean your red neck farmsI don't mean your Jim Crow trains

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Goin' to beat up

Fear on the octaves

Tear the crackers limb from limbGoin' to take on each every vengeance

Drum one blood blasting hymn

And laugh laugh laugh in the shadows

Louder'n Death

I'll be watching him

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II

Madrigal

Richard Aldington

Oh! by what rite shall I upbraid

Beauty that will not let me rest?

What charm shall make to fadeThose cheeks as fragrantly demure as morn

And quench the perfume of her flowering breast?

Alll night I waked for lorn I waked for lorn

Hearkening the lamentation of the rain;But day light brought no slumber to my pain

no slumber to my pain

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III

Creed

Walter Lowenfels

When the world goes voodoo and the dog gods win

I ask my last bone to cache its spirit in a down growing roo

When souls of all of us are rattled at the portals of kingdomCome save that spirit, bone!

The people of the U.S.A. have a date with God.

Give me a witch doctor

Bury me in a jungle,Beat on my tombs, rain gods.

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From the Only Poet to Shining Whore

Samuel Beckett

Rahab of the holy battlements,

bright dripping shaft

in the bright bright patientpearl-brow dawn-dusk lover of the sun

Puttanina mia!

You hid them happy in the high flax,pale before the fords

ofJordan, and the dry red waters,and you lowered a pledge

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From Tiresias

Harold Acton

Why have I a body and a head

When it is blind, as good as dead?

Eyes could not answer when my heart saidSee!

And I was silent with the world,

Absent, and always present in the bone,

Calm as a god and sombrely alone,There was a sword struck through my irises.

Coplour had long been slainTapping my stick and groping through the hours

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VI

Memory Blues

Nancy Cunard

Back again between the odds and ends

Back again between the odds and ends

What once was gay's now sadwhat was unknown's now friends

The waiter waits, he'll wait all night

And when you're tight he'll set you rightBack is to morrow or even yesterday...

Time plays the piper but what do we pay?

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