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The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot : The Poetry Foundation

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I. The Burial of the Dead / April is the cruellest month, breeding / Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
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Peyton Place: A Haiku Soap Opera [excerpt]- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

Peyton Place: A Haiku Soap Opera [excerpt]- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More | Poetry Palooza! | Scoop.it
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Just when you think you
can trust someone, they turn out
to be the Bad Seed.

349

I do not know which
to prefer: Shakespeare quote or
pillow fight after.

350

Stuffed bird and weirdo
behind desk—is Jack checking
into Bate...
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Puhloglav Novac's curator insight, February 3, 2014 6:28 AM

no net_ no gsm_no comp_no electric_no light_

just LOVE IN THE HEADS OF POETRY*****

for ANDY NČ_BT

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Because it looked hotter that way- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

Because it looked hotter that way- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More | Poetry Palooza! | Scoop.it
we let our hair down. It wasn't so much that we
worried about what people thought or about keeping it real
but that we knew this was our moment. We knew we'd blow our cool

sooner or later. Probably sooner.
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Alice at Seventeen: Like a Blind Child- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

Alice at Seventeen: Like a Blind Child- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More | Poetry Palooza! | Scoop.it
One summer afternoon, I learned my body\n
like a blind child leaving a walled\n
school for the first time, stumbling\n
from cool hallways to a world\n
dense with scent and sound,\n
pines roaring in the sudden wind\n
like a huge chorus of insect...
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Workshop- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

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I might as well begin by saying how much I like the title.
It gets me right away because I’m in a workshop now
so immediately the poem has my attention,
like the Ancient Mariner grabbing me by the sleeve.
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Hey! You can listen to this poem being read, too!  Just put in headphones before listening, please!

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Corpse Flower, Luna Moth- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

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The deep wine
of it risen tall above
the buried
corm,

its ornamental
spathe furrowed thought-
fully, to human
warmth.

O un-branched
inflouresence, amorpho-
phalos, misshapen
...
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Note:  Hmmmm...what's up with the layout?

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"I'm afraid of death"- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

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I’m afraid of death\n
because it inflates\n
the definition\n
of what a person \n
is, or love, until\n
they become the same, \n
love, the beloved,\n
immaterial.\n
\n
I’m afraid of death\n
because it invents\n
a different kind of\n
time, a ...
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Note: Be sure to read the "About this poem" note.  BIG hint on Connotation!

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Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More | Poetry Palooza! | Scoop.it
No matter what life you lead
the virgin is a lovely number:
cheeks as fragile as cigarette paper,
arms and legs made of Limoges,
lips like Vin Du Rhône,
rolling her china-blue doll eyes
open and shut.
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NOTE: This is NOT just a retelling of the story of "Snow White", so what is it?

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Spring and All [By the road to the contagious hospital]- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

Spring and All [By the road to the contagious hospital]- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More | Poetry Palooza! | Scoop.it
I

By the road to the contagious hospital
under the surge of the blue
mottled clouds driven from the
northeast-a cold wind. Beyond, the
waste of broad, muddy fields
brown with dried weeds, standing and fallen

patches of standing water
the...
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Fuel- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

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Even at this late date, sometimes I have to look up
the word
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Blood- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

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"A true Arab knows how to catch a fly in his hands,"
my father would say. And he'd prove it,
cupping the buzzer instantly
while the host with the swatter stared.

In the spring our palms peeled like snakes.
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Architecture Moraine- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

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A woman builds a house out of birds' cries and cries\n
all the time within it. The man she had wanted says,
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The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T. S. Eliot : Poetry Magazine

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Let us go then, you and I, / When the evening is spread out against the sky / Like a patient etherized upon a table; / Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
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This Is Just To Say- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

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I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold...
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We Real Cool- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

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THE POOL PLAYERS.
SEVEN AT THE GOLDEN SHOVEL.



We real cool. We
Left school. We

Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We

Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We

Jazz June. We
Die soon....
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Howl, Parts I & II- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

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For Carl Solomon

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving
hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry
fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heav...
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Note: You MUST let me know you have chosen to analyze this poem before beginning, and you must analyze both parts 1 and 2. Analysis of this poem will satisfy the analysis requirements for two six week periods (the second grade will be put in in the following six weeks).

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Little Night Prayer- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

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Lord, I'm tired,
the bunion on my right foot is throbbing,
I worry about myself.

Who is this anguished man, Lord?
it can't be me,
so woeful and sluggish.

I would like to trust quietly,
but like waves in the ocean,
tempers bubble up i...
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Ashes of Life- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

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Love has gone and left me and the days are all alike;
Eat I must, and sleep I will,—and would that night were here!
But ah!—to lie awake and hear the slow hours strike!
Would that it were day again!—with twilight near!
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Life is Fine- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

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I went down to the river,
I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn't,
So I jumped in and sank.

I came up once and hollered!
I came up twice and cried!
If that water hadn't a-been so cold
I might've sunk and died.
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Endymion, Book I, [A thing of beauty is a joy for ever]- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

Endymion, Book I, [A thing of beauty is a joy for ever]- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More | Poetry Palooza! | Scoop.it
Book I


A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
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The Red Wheelbarrow- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

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so much depends
upon

a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens....
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Burning the Old Year- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

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Letters swallow themselves in seconds.
Notes friends tied to the doorknob,
transparent scarlet paper,
sizzle like moth wings,
marry the air.

So much of any year is flammable,
lists of vegetables, partial poems.
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Arabic- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

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The man with laughing eyes stopped smiling
to say, “Until you speak Arabic,
you will not understand pain.”

Something to do with the back of the head,
an Arab carries sorrow in the back of the head,
that only language cracks, the thrum of ston...
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Trigger Guard- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More

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Everyone I ever loved is standing
on a platform with a gun.

In the cartoon version, a flag pops
with the word 'bang.'

In the soap opera version,
my face turns the color of merlot.

In the haiku version,
metal gleams in the narrow s...
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