English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian | Romanian

concrete poetry

sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro tè
pensate, il mio ragazzo, quando metto i miei bracci intorno voi
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
corsa alto-sopportata
lucida l'ultima età, il seguente con speranza è visto
è venuto prenderlo dalla mano
la nerezza rotola verso l'alto
ci era un momento durante gli anni precedenti
questi sono
non posso ritenere sempre il suo greatness

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Academics unearth UK's oldest joke - New Kerala
  • Owners of burned home rue their loss (Kingston Daily Freeman)
  • Bugs, ice cream mark end of summer - Greenwood Index Journal
  • Spare our children poetry with a moral - Independent
  • Infinite Jest' author, 46, an - CNN International
  • Alexander Solzhenitsyn dies at 89 - BBC News
  • Wofford students have Novel time with SC author - Spartanburg Herald Journal (subscription)
  • Merrick Bay preserve named for murder victim Schiffman - Newsday
  • Club notes - Cleveland Daily Banner
  • PA plans big funeral for poet Darwish - Gulf Times
  • Eileen Myles - Lowell Sun
  • Don Henley: A pretty fly guy - Independent
  • DCist Interview: April Hill (DCist)
  • A Poet’s Realm of Myth and Reality (New York Times)
  • Reading matters - Metro
 

Refinancing today can save you big bucks!

Get your Online Degrees today!

December 2007 Mortgage News

Poetry | Home | Contact Us | Educational Resources | Vote For This Poem | Visitor Favorites

Summer School Help Beginner Math Physics Primer Chemistry Primer Intro Psychology English Primer
Intro Grammar Beginner Writing American History American Civil War Intro Biology Composition Help


Check out El-Grande Web Directory today!


www.endlesspoetry.com ©Copyright 2004 - 2007 Michael VanDeMar All Rights Reserved