Her arms semaphore fat triangles,
Pudgy HANDS bunched on layered hips
Where bones idle under years of fatback
And lima beans.
Her jowls shiver in accusation
Of crimes cliched by Repetition.
Her children, strangers
To childhood’s TOYS, play
Best the games of darkened doorways,
Rooftop tag, and know the slick feel of
Other people’s property.
Too fat to whore,
Too mad to work,
Searches her dreams for the
Lucky sign and walks bare-handed
Into a den of bereaucrats for her portion.
‘They don’t give me welfare.
I take it.’
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Sacred Tree
- Алексей Толстой – Рука Алкида тяжела
- Валерий Брюсов – Годы в былом
- Владимир Набоков – Лыжный прыжок
- Огюст Барбье – Хвала Хафизу
- Владимир Высоцкий – Зарисовка о Ленинграде
- Couplet poem – Amir Khusro poems | Poems and Poetry
- Love’s Fitfulness poem – Alfred Austin
- Beggars by William Wordsworth
- june_sick_room.html
- Наум Коржавин – Как ты мне изменяла
- Meary-Ann’s Child by William Barnes
- Владимир Маяковский – Врангель (РОСТА №477)
- Иван Козлов – Умирающая Эрменгарда
- Юрий Верховский – Как раненый олень кидается в поток
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
