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The Bagel

The Bagel

I stopped to pick up the bagel
rolling away in the wind,
annoyed with myself
for having dropped it
as if it were a portent. 52 more words

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Sunday Poem-David Ignatow

The Bagel

I stopped to pick up the bagel
rolling away in the wind,
annoyed with myself
for having dropped it
as if it were a portent. 44 more words

Art

Ignatow's Sunday At The State Hospital

Sunday at the State Hospital

I am sitting across the table
eating my visit sandwich.
The one I brought him stays suspended
near his mouth; his eyes focus… 55 more words

Featured Poems

Three Poems for a Friend Who Lost Her Beloved Husband

Posted by Elaine Magliaro

Whenever I face difficult times in my life…or suffer a great loss, I always turn to poetry. Reading poetry has helped me to cope with grief and tribulation. 370 more words

Poetry

"For My Daughter" by David Ignatow

When I die choose a star
and name it after me
that you may know
I have not abandoned
or forgotten you.
You were such a star to me, 55 more words

Poetry

16 - Poeting by numbers

‘Statement: A girl and a boy jump into a river. The boy swims over to the girl and says, “God, it’s cold.”
Question: What’s the probability they will kiss?’ 304 more words

late night posting

Lying in bed and finding typing difficult to do with any sense of rhythm.

I have Clifford Brown queued up on the iPod and Dawkins as my nighttime reading. 100 more words

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