Song for Nat King Cole and the dog who ate the baby from the carriage as if the carriage were a bowl. A leafy peace & wormless earth we want, no wires, connections, struts or props, only guitars and flutes. The song of a man with a dirty-minded wife -- there is smoke from her pit which is the pit of a peach. I wrenched my back horribly chopping down a tree -- quiff, quim, queeritus, peter hoister, pray for torn backs. The crickets are chirping tonight and an ant crosses the sleeping body of a snake to get to the other side. I love the inventions of men, the pea sheller, the cherry picker, the hay baler, the gun and throne and grenade. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MYSTIC'S VISION by MATHILDE BLIND SONG by DAVID HARTLEY COLERIDGE THE WRECK OF THE HESPERUS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW SONG: THE STRICKEN DEER by THOMAS MOORE MONNA INNOMINATA, A SONNET OF SONNETS: 12 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE CHILD ALONE: 6. BLOCK CITY by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON |