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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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IV
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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V
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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