Best Symbolism Poems

This morning we shall spend a few minutes
Upon the study of symbolism, which is basic
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The form and figure of Ganesa
Is the symbolic representation of
Power,
Beauty,
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Not suitable
Thursday, November 7,2019
9: 29 AM
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(dedicated to Manga lovers)

Romance
Friendship
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Iseult stands at Tintagel
on the mid stairs between
light and dark symbolism
Does she stand for phonic
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We are poor examples of the beautiful
principles of life - physical manifestation
always falls short, yet the wonder of the
concept behind the attempt to illustrate
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Others tell us what ‘truth’ should be when we
are small and with this tunnel vision we tackle
the world of experience and symbolism, bored
in our mental citadels
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Shailaputri: Besides mountain in Vedic terminology
Mountain also represents our material body.
It also means Sun.
If mountain represents the matter
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Reading in the jungle of the English language
I begin to feel swamped Lost for derivative words of nouns adjectives and verbs
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My travels on that day
had led me to Dan Murphy.
The biggest liquor store
in all of our Down Under.
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A pretty fragrant flower is the Lotus
It occurs in hues of pink, blue and white
Lotus has been accorded a divine status
It's majestic beauty is a delightful sight.
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A poem is a tale that is set to rhyme,
Preferably, to some, it meters time.
But some people just write whatever in the world
they want without any rules whatsoever.
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Waking from a deep sleep, citing thoughts that have crept
beneath folds of my brain.

Under many beautiful landscapes I find nothing except
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Within the dread of the moment
I must dought that Shakespeare
Sat up all night, Writing his plays
Knowing they'd be timeless
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((Reverse Etheree: With Satire, Allegory, Symbolism & Climax))
2 in 1
Alpha-beta-gamma, an Arabian
Drama - in Mesozoic era, jumbo
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'CR..' said Pooh, holding his paw tight round CR's hand as he did when he had a Disturbing Thought, 'how do you pronounce St? '

The Animals were agitated. It was like a day in March when the wind blew leaves and things to finish up where they shouldn't be. Some tourist had thrown aside an academic paperback with an essay on 'The Divine Symbolism of Dante and Hundred-Acre Wood' by someone called Po... (the page was torn just there) .
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Helluva day the day I fought
the lion to the death
when the women found me
prone across its flanks
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Notice,
The artist, author
Painter, writer
So much can say
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Pure reward word

It is dreamland
And simply called
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People.
All images
Imagined and unseen.
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Symbolism over substance is the rhetoric of our times.
Better to feel good than to be good; better to say nice things
than actually being kind to others; better to tell a white lie
when the truth would suffice. Better to behave
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IT HAD ONLY SEEMED LIKE YESTERDAY WHEN THEIR WORLD CAME TO A CLOSE. ALL WAS IN MOTION, LIFES DAILY ROUTINE OF LABOR, PAY AN PLAY. THEN, IT HAPPENED. FIRST, THERE WAS AN AUDIBLE BOOM. SECOND, THERE WAS A STRIKING IGNITION OF A IMPOSING BANG, AND THIRD, THE UNRAVELING UPLIFT OF WATER. PEOPLE SNAPPED, CRACKLED AND THEN WERE DISENGAGED FROM THEIR FIGURATIVE BODIES. THEY HAD VANISHED. WHENCE THE FIERY FUMES EXHIBITION OF HEAVY STORM AND GASES SMOKED THEM AS THEY ALL LAID THEIR BODIES DOWN DEAD. THE DEMOLISHED DEMOLITION DILEMMA OF REALITY HAD LIMITED OUR PERSPECTIVE ON MORTALITY. ALTHOUGH THEY FOUGHT FOR THEIR LIVES, THEIR LOVED ONES AND THE YEARS OF TOMORROW. THEIR DAYS WERE NOW GONE CONSUMED BY SORROW. WE LIVE TO APPRECIATE THE LIGHT OF THE SUN MARVELED BY ITS BRILLIANT SHOWCASE OF A RAINBOW COLORED SKY. MERELY WE ARE IN LIMBO A PLACE OF DARKNESS INTERLOCKED WITH THE AFTERMATH OF LIFE. THEOLOGICALLY AND SYSTEMATICALLY AS WE WAIT WHILE MIMICKING ON THE COLONIES OF REAL PEOPLE DEAD. WE LOOK ABOUT TO SEE OURSELVES ALIVE, 'DID GOD DO THIS? ' YES HE DESIGNED THE MODE IN AN IMAGE A REFLECTION OF SELF, WE HAVE ALL BEEN ACCOUNTED FOR SEPARATED FROM THOSE UNWORTHY DOUBLES. I FLOW BY FLOATING ON FEET MADE OF CLOUDS FOLLOWING THE SHADOWS THAT STAND IN AWE. ONE HOUR INTO THE DARKNESS HOW LONG MUST I TARRY I STAND NOT I AM GRUESOMELY OVERWHELMED BY VIVID IMAGINATIONS OF TALLIED ACCOUNTS AND EACH DOOR THAT LEADS TO THE CORRIDOR GLIDES ME TO EPISODES OF THE FORMER LIFE. THEY ARE THE LIVES THAT I LIVE OFF OF FOR THE EXCHANGE OF A NEW BODY. I WAS BORN TO LIVE FLAWLESSLY WAS I ENTANGLED BY A SUPERNATURAL ELEMENT OF SYMBOLISM. SHE ME, ME YOU, AND THEY THEM. 'COMPETENCE, ' I AM NOT GOING TO MOURN OVER LOST SOULS WHEN THE DEVIL NAMED LUCIFER YOU SEE HIM AS EVIL. SATAN BETRAYED THE ORIGINAL ARTICULATION BY SUPPLYING THEM WITH A DOSAGE OF HARLOT. THEREFORE, SUCCOMB NOT TO HIS TRIVIAL OF RECOMPENSE THE ANTI-CHRIST COULD NEVER TIE JESUS, HE WHO CAME AS THE SON OF GOD TO SAVE AND EASE MAN. THE LORD IS GOD HIS WORDS MADE OF FLESH HIS SPIRIT WE KNOW LIFE HEREAFTER IS SHOWERED BY SPIRITS OF MYSTICISM. NO MATTER HOW INEVITABLE YOU CANNOT GET IN THE HEIGHT IS TOO HIGH, THE DEPTH IS TOO DEEP AND THERE ARE TOO MANY STEPS TO TAKE AND THE FALL IS TOO STEEP. EACH STEP TO HEAVEN IS AS ONE DAY THE 1000 YEARS THOSE GONE BY TOO THE CLIMB IS FIERCE FOR THERE ARE MISSING STEPS, LOOSE NAILS, LOOSE BOARDS AND NO HANDRAILS. WHEREFORE, MY SPIRIT CONTINUES TO WAIT IN THE VALLEY OF SHADOWS IF ONLY I HAD MORE FAITH I WOULD HAVE HAD WINGS TO FLY. ABOVE ALL, JUST BELOW THE CLIMB THERE LAY 7 SEAS WHICH BRING TO MIND THE 7 DAYS THAT ONCE COMPOSED INTO ONE WEEK. IT TOOK THE LORD 7 DAYS TO CREATE THE EARTH THOSE 7 SPIRITS BELONG TO GOD. THE SEVEN CANDLESTICKS AND THE 7 CHURCHES BELONG TO HIS ELECT. THE SEVEN ANGELS WITH HOLDING THE 7 SEALS, SEVEN PLAGUES,7 TRUMPET, S AND SEVEN VANISHING CONTINENTS ALL BELONGED TO GOD. MOST IMPORTANT, WE ALL HAD 777 CHANCES TO GET IT RIGHT AND WITH THIS SAID I SAY AMEN.
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The sun-bronzed Arabs, living at the base
Of Karnak's mighty ruin, see in it
The work of no man's hand. They cannot think
Its lofty beauty and majestic form,
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You can have your Christmas, Hanukkah, Easter or Thanksgiving holiday
But, in my mind nothing, holds a candle to today...it's Donut Day!

It is celebrated on the first Friday in June...every year without delay.
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your feet hangs on the sand
your body flat
the poems of Pablo are contained in a book
Five Decades of Poetry
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Was it an enthralling thought,
or an experience by the artist?
That inquisitive kiss not be missed
to savor the feeling?
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I don't read a book.
I fall into league with it,
Or fight the writer,
Kicking and screaming,
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A time of reckoning – grey auditors reporting on
anthropomorphic personages; an ice-blue Snow
Queen bedecked in diaphanous mantle and cowl
shimmering with turquoise & purple, eyes flashing
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My mind resembles the croquet flamingoes in Alice
in Wonderland, when I try to hit reality’s hedgehogs
with my flamingo-mind it turns its long neck away,
I miss material reality completely, finding a meta-
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This is the time to write.
Nobody
listening
Nobody
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What symbols once a poet got away with
without the hint of an audience laugh.
What tragedy he could convey
with what he now must with a spade portray.
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I need nothing as poet
I shall lead the life very quiet
But I shall know where the real bond shall lie
I shall always look up and try
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Music mediates between Heaven and Earth.
It connects the spiritual realm with the mundane world.
But not all music is the same.
And Bartók's bounteous compositions are particularly unique,
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(Metaphor, Symbolism, Personification)
1
A rose,
A bloom that grows,
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Like our human body
is a whole museum of organs
who all have a long time
of history and development
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symbolism shafts
emanating from King
Queen’s chambers
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Cosenza

sleepy friendly air, fascinating antiques
illustrious university, noble monuments
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incidences taking place before us and what we see happening
In the world, when expressed as stories, movies, novels, poems,
Newspaper magazine articles, denote realism in modern literature!
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We require new actors to occupy
Contested spaces. We need poets/artists
To create myriad alternative worlds.
From dark forest to bright beach, the wild roses
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Their songs are immortal
Ghazals just a 'celebration'
I am just swept off my feet
when they duet together
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Mirror
is so cruel as
she tells truth aphonic
a day comes she'll be cracked and old
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The love for my divine mother overcomes all my other barriers;

This is a small effort to bring to a bigger audience the beauty and benefits of a great composition “ Kamalambha navavarna kritis” by Shri Muthuswamy Dikshitar
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Behold the son of royal birth,
Aligned by blood, no less,
To ancient kings who proved their worth
And ones God chose to bless.
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lately i have been working on certain
symbolism of his poetry
and some paintings: an old man without a foot,
a nude woman inside his open stomach,
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Poetry as the dark daughters,
dark, but lovely,
mythical and mystical,
symbolical and historical,
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Inception Of Love


From the inception of riveting
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We can not blame anyone for ripping someone off!
Have we not extended blessings...
To anyone acquiring opulence.
And living to feed gluttony,
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A terrible afternoon, playing at being
invisible, not saying or doing anything
to attract attention, listening to desultory
conversation made by people recalling
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Poetry, I do hate-

Mushy it is,
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Heading home is like
Plunging into a pool of memories
The old photos, the dusty bike,
Makes one smile, unwittingly
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Meanings coming about in different modes of musical talent,
increasing memory and infiltrating ingenuity with an inner
illumination of divine intervention.
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(Reverse Etheree with devices, Anecdote, Climax, Pun & Symbolism)
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Vroom-groom! Zip-zapper, Hara fox-trotted
Gipsy dance, fandango to Hari's
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The man, a Swiss German,
who bore the colorful and poetic name of
Paracelsus Philippus Aureolus Theophrastus
Bombastus von Hohenheim was born in 1493
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Most metaphors, lady-like fickle,
A twain of siblings delicate—
Look like tenors drawn by drained vehicle,
Similar and still disparate!
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I love reading imaginative essays
my eye on the beauty and extent
of imagination, not to find proofs
and negations
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An army of ships no one could defeat
All taken down by planes just one fleet

Two towers at the heart of American dreams
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as if in breath
it sounds all so natural

it just goes in out
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In the blue distance,
The fountain of youth hovers
And glows with profound
Winged beauty and innocence.
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October is rich in autumnal gold.
Although its symbolism is so old,
It always inspires bold new thoughts and dreams.
It highlights sorrow, but it also redeems
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Incense & flowers;
Candles & light: these things
Claimed our consciousness;
Vibrant childhood memories
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Invariably eminent we imply our unconditional dedication
sending impostors peering into a void.
The vacuum is creating a pulsing force
indicative of a swirling belt of asteroids.
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In the virtue of education lies the secret of self-awareness
We are all given the potential to devise our own conclusion
The logic may be a subjective deduction of subtle clearness
invoking a preoccupation of phantasmal allusion.
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In this new century,
Softened by simulacra,
Revolutionaries are stripped
Of their wild symbolism.
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Bored of the obtuse mutterings
Of the amorphous crowd;
Tired of the familiar greys & greens
Of her immediate surroundings;
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Looking through life's looking glass,
Seeking symbolism for all it brings.
A crystal clear message we yearn for,
Shedding light on all life's things...
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Looking through life's looking glass,
Seeking symbolism for all it brings.
A crystal clear message we yearn for,
Shedding light on all life's things.
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Everyone has gone to bed - the last one still standing
is me, confronting Margaret Evening, staid missionary
she must be right, my heart bleeding by now; the
blows from her experience estranging me
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Washing dishes, dainty crystal glasses, lovely red
cooking pots – works of love – listening to
Mozart’s Ave Verum Corpus singing bel canto
with the rising notes, my whole being vibrating
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The Seven Samurai mapped peculiar galaxy motion
diverging from Hubble flow
in the Milky Way vicinity
caused by gravitation from clusters nearby
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We the people, by the people but not always for the people….

You can always tell the true liberals
because most of them have good hair.
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I can’ stand hippie type, code pink, P.E.T.A. b_tches; nothing more
than a bunch of ill informed anarchist who use symbolism
over substance to advance their foolish agendas. Hate mongers
in the truest sense of the word; morons who embrace the defeat
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Holding a Sepia picture in the hands of the one who took it
From its beauty it's a wonder that anyone forsook it
Symbolizing its age with the color of the burnt sepia
Looking into the past when John was cursed with diarrhea
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America was created for everyone
Not just only for you and me,
Because of that our way of life will continue on
Where we are the proud and the free.
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_____I PROLOGUE____

Black is not a colour...
unacknowledged-
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Your wisdom is not foolish like the wit of a fool who hits,
It caresses my wise chest, my hat and stagnant body.
If I were to be defined by the philosophers who love us,
Let the statement reverberate in the heavens and earth.
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Colours fade into nameless shades of grey
and where the tonsure of bas-relief crudely
stands effete, semantic symbolism degrades
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O what a physical effect it has on me
To dive forever into the light blue sea
Of your acquaintance! Ah, but dearest friends,
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Forget all and any tests administered in your past.
Keep a focus moving forward on your chosen path.
With strengthened faith dismiss darkened clouds,
To make it possible to complete further tasks...
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People are trying to find ways
To identify themselves.
They try to find it through preferences of sex.
Even purchases of 'things'
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I am often amazed by those
Who offer their consultations freely
To assist in my understanding,
Of my own experiences!
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The tragedies that continue to plague,
A people delusioned with beliefs...
Approved and ignored as being okay,
To prey on those innocent...
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Symbolism isn't,
A true representation of the 'divine'.
Nor is idol worship first to serve,
Is given more credibility that leaves...
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I must admit.
My entire life,
Has been spent...
Being overrun by image.
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Whether conscious or not.
Late the time is to give,
Known and shown stupidity...
Pity or empathy,
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The taste for war,
Is seen dripping from clenched...
And gritting teeth.
Fists are balled....
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You liked it when I traced the lines
first those that spread away,
from luscious lips to molar territory,
then goose bumps rose at once
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The grip was practiced and secure,
an ambience of her humid heat,
she'd tamed a wandering troubadour
and found this luxury retreat.
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The symbolism of this Christmas classic
has a second, hidden meaning for the ages.
For this song has an ulterior motive,
contained in verses that seem outrageous.
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Word Of Equality Truth

(Word=letter=sign=symbol=symbolism=naive surrealism-realism=text=poetry)
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poem of public dice

Essay-poetry's
Poetic Wisdom Tour:
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Nyein Way's poetics contain several key points that contribute to the perceived difficulty in understanding his poetry:

1. Abstract and philosophical themes: Nyein Way often delves into abstract and philosophical themes in his poetry, exploring complex ideas and concepts that may be challenging for readers to grasp without a deep knowledge of philosophy or literature.
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Once upon a time there was an urge
to build a tower reaching to the sky.
The first one was in Babel, now a Burj
like Babel’s tower reaches in Dubai
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Our passion for the Nordic noir
has sources in “The Seventh Seal, ”
the berg that icily Ingmar
created, teaching us to deal
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PERFORMANCE ANXIETY


The North Koreans moved from blast-off to a bloomin' blast
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Pastel colors for the hoi polloi,
ultramarine and white reserved for saints,
the Virgin, and a most important goy
called Pontius Pilate. Colors of the paint
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The world is full of styles
Every one speaks in one mind,
One word, one thought and one heart
All through vocal sounds
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IN that state
the three trees
were not just trees,
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there is this brown room
with closed windows
two men are smoking down
seven feet below
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they write the most complicated
arrangement of words
and give them their own tones
and colors and smell
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