The city had such pretty clotheslines.
Women aired their intimate apparel
in the emery haze:
membranes of lingerie—
pearl, ruby, copper slips—
their somehow intestinal quivering in the wind.
And Freihofer’s spread the chaste, apron scent
of baking, a sensual net
over a few yards of North Troy.
The city had Niagara
Mohawk bearing down with power and light
and members of the Local
shifting on the line.
They worked on fabrics made from wood and acid,
synthetics that won’t vent.
They pieced the tropics into housecoats
when big prints were the rage.
Dacron gardens twisted on the line
over lots of Queen Anne’s lace.
Sackdresses dyed the sun
as sun passed through, making a brash stained glass
against the leading of the tenements,
the warehouse holding medical supplies.
I waited for my bus by that window of trusses
in Caucasian beige, trying to forget
the pathological inside.
I was thinking of being alive.
I was waiting to open
the amber envelopes of mail at home.
Just as food service workers, counter women,
maybe my Aunt Fran, waited to undo
their perms from the delicate insect meshes
required by The Board of Health.
Aunt Alice wasn’t on this route.
She made brushes and plastics at Tek Hughes—
milk crates of orange
industrial lace
the cartons could drip through.
Once we boarded, the girls from Behr-Manning
put their veins up
and sawed their nails to dust
on files from the plant.
All day, they made abrasives. Garnet paper.
Yes, and rags covered with crushed gems called
garnet cloth.
It was dusk—when aunts and mothers formed
their larval curls
and wrapped their heads in thick brown webs.
It was yesterday—twenty years after
my father’s death,
I found something he had kept.
A packet of lightning-
cut sanding discs, still sealed.
I guess he meant to open the finish,
strip the paint stalled on some grain
and groom the primal gold.
The discs are the rough size
of those cookies the franchises call Homestyle
and label Best Before.
The old cellophane was tough.
But I ripped until I touched
their harsh done crust.
1995, Sensual Math (W. W. Norton & Company)
Copyright ©:
Alice Fulton
A few random poems:
- Mother by Sachin Yadav (Pen Name: Rahul Nachhiketa)
- Robert Burns: On James Grieve, Laird Of Boghead, Tarbolton :
- Robert Burns: Wee Willie Gray:
- Огюст Барбье – Роберт Эммет
- The New Faces by William Butler Yeats
- The Living Beauty by William Butler Yeats
- Syrinx poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
- William Gilmore Simms – William Gilmore Simms
- Do You Know What Its Like
- The Lost Star — English Translation by Rabindranath Tagore
- Bridesmaid From Rio by Vaishnavi Prakash
- Methought I Saw The Footsteps Of A Throne by William Wordsworth
- Шекспир – Чтобы стихи, рожденные когда-то – Сонет 38
- The Guide Post by William Barnes
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External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- To Mrs. M. B. On Her Birthday poem – Alexander Pope
- Macer : A Character poem – Alexander Pope
- Lines Written in Windsor Forest poem – Alexander Pope
- Inscription on a Grotto, the Work of Nine Ladies. poem – Alexander Pope
- In Imitation of Spenser : The Alley poem – Alexander Pope
- In Imitation of E. of Rochester : On Silence poem – Alexander Pope
- In Imitation of E. of Dorset : Artemisia poem – Alexander Pope
- In Imitation of Dr. Swift : The Happy Life of a Country Parson poem – Alexander Pope
- In Imitation of Cowley : The Garden poem – Alexander Pope
- In Imitation of Chaucer poem – Alexander Pope
- Farewell to London poem – Alexander Pope
- Epistle To Mrs Teresa Blount.[On Her Leaving The Town After The Coronation] poem – Alexander Pope
- Epistle To Mrs Teresa Blount.[On Her Leaving The Town After The Coronation] poem – Alexander Pope
- Chorus of Youths and Virgins poem – Alexander Pope
- Chorus of Athenians poem – Alexander Pope
- Autumn – The Third Pastoral, or Hylas and Ægon poem – Alexander Pope
- To the Author of a Poem Entitled Succession poem – Alexander Pope
- An Essay on Man: Epistle II poem – Alexander Pope
- You Know Where You Did Despise poem – Alexander Pope
- Universal Prayer poem – Alexander Pope
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
