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By Frank O’Hara
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Now that our hero has come back to us
in his white pants and we know his nose
trembling like a flag under fire,
we see the calm cold river is supporting
our forces, the beautiful history.
To be more revolutionary than a nun
is our desire, to be secular and intimate
as, when sighting […]

By Stephen Dunn
To hold a damaged sparrow
under water until you feel it die
is to know a small something
about the mind; how, for example,
it blames the cat for the original crime,
how it wants praise for its better side.
And yet it’s as human
as pulling the plug on your Dad
whose world has turned
to feces and fog, human as–
Well, […]

I love poetry written with a) humor, and b) reference to fairy tales. This one is by Denise Duhamel and was found in the McSweeney’s Sestina collection. See also this extra poem, for feminist poetry lovers.
In the 30s, A-cup breasts were called nubbins,
B-cups snubbins,
C-cups droopers, and D-cups super droopers.
In the 50s, a […]

by John Berryman
Huffy Henry hid the day,
unappeasable Henry sulked.
I see his point,—a trying to put things over.
It was the thought that they thought
they could do it made Henry wicked & away.
But he should have come out and talked.
All the world like a woolen lover
once did seem on Henry’s side.
Then came a departure.
Thereafter nothing fell out […]

It haunted me
Then was gone.
Did I imagine it?
The creepiness of her clap snap walk
The flowers up the nose
His bangs
Those stairs…
“Save me.”
“But it’s a cash cow.”
Her kleptomania, just for the hell of it
It’s burned in my retinas
The only ad I’ll
ever fear.
Selling perfume is child’s play
once you’ve endorsed pedophilia.
Calvin Klein’s commercial
Ah, YouTube has it.

I thought his was […]

Best poem I’ve read in months (initially because of this) is The Love Song of J. Edgar Goldstein:
Let us go then, you and I,
Where my leer is sprawled out upon the thigh
Of the lefty chick that waits upon my table;
Let me binge, in certain half-deserted streets,
With friends with pointed sheets
Through restless nights in Internet tirades
And […]