Cabin By Anne Waldman - Giggle Poems
no he won’t he fooled by visions whereas I wait for dazzling UFOs they announce will arrive high in these mountains I repair the portal even invite st...
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Giant Night By Anne Waldman - Giggle Poems
I wonder Then realize I’m not the only person who’s considered in the grand scope of daily living There are those fast asleep who want to be and would...
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Ghana Calls By W. E. B. Du Bois - Giggle Poems
I liked my playmates, and knew well, Whence all their parents came; From England, Scotland, royal France From Germany and oft by chance The humble Eme...
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Revolution By Anne Waldman - Giggle Poems
Spooky summer on the horizon I’m gazing at from my window into the streets That’s where it’s going to be where everyone is walking around, looking aro...
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My Country ’Tis of Thee By W. E. B. Du Bois - Giggle Poems
They’ll hardly note the little changes and their feelings and your conscience will thus be saved: My country tis of thee, Late land of slavery, Of the...
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The Song of the Smoke By W. E. B. Du Bois - Giggle Poems
I am wreathing broken hearts, I am sheathing love’s light darts; Inspiration of iron times Wedding the toil of toiling climes, Shedding the blood of b...
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The Ship Pounding By Donald Hall - Giggle Poems
Each morning I made my way among gangways, elevators, and nurses’ pods to Jane’s room to interrogate the grave helpers who tended her through the nigh...
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The Seventh Inning By Donald Hall - Giggle Poems
Far from it: There are cats and roses; there is her water body. She fills the skin of her legs up, like water; under her blouse, water assembles, swel...
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A Sister on the Tracks By Donald Hall - Giggle Poems
Between pond and sheepbarn, by maples and watery birches, Rebecca paces a double line of rust in a sandy trench, striding on black creosoted eight-by-...
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The Black-Faced Sheep By Donald Hall - Giggle Poems
If one of you found a gap in a stone wall, the rest of you—rams, ewes, bucks, wethers, lambs; mothers and daughters, old grandfather-father, cousins a...
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Eating the Pig By Donald Hall - Giggle Poems
Then two young men, who cooked him, carry him to the table on a large square of plywood: his body striped, like a tiger cat’s, from the basting, his l...
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Ox Cart Man By Donald Hall - Giggle Poems
When the cart is sold he sells the ox, harness and yoke, and walks home, his pockets heavy with the year’s coin for salt and taxes, and at home by fir...
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