But if the body of King has already absorbed the Native American race through the latter's rapid demise, he still struggles to displace and thereby contain the masculinity of black males: Junior pointedly indicts him, saying, "Ain't e'er
young lady foiling after me, that you can catch a holt of--white or black" (405).
What Bradley's speaker calls for is the advent of a "New Minnesinger" (literally singer of love) to voice the experiences of women firsthand, to record not just the monumental aspects of life, but the mundane, ephemeral moments that occur away from the gaze of men and which they could never express or be made to understand: "Ah, would she but to us rehearse / Her first girl-life in April verse-- / A fairer spring-tide would be ours / Than e'er
across the woodland flowers" ("The New Minnesinger" 67-70).
you go across the sea to Coventry, It may be at the closing of your day, You can sit outside the front door of a boozer, While the locals go around the back door way.
Here again is the stop-go pattern of early poems such as "Ode to the End"; after a magnificent invocation, stanza after stanza starts with an apostrophic push, seeking to sustain the momentum of desiring address, to "put out delight before left leaves // e'er
leaving left, ghost snogging reader-less wacko." That is a distressingly abject line.
Let us, all three, exemplify The most devoted, tender, ill-starred love Whose grievous history time will e'er
record.) (287) II
(If I could tell the beauty of her eyes or count in number all her many graces, the age to come would say this poet lies, for ne're such beauty e'er
touched Earthly faces.) -L ove Linda, Rob and Ashleigh.
No pleasant tale shall e'er
be told, Nor things recounted done of old.
Enter Caliban Caliban: As WICKED DEW as e'er
my mother brushed With ravens feather from unwholesome fen Drop on you both!
no; but while their flutt'ring sighs unite, No moisture e'er
their glowing lips might cool, Swiftly dried up by passion's fierce delight.
Carol Ann Duffy/ Made rivals huffy:/ Success as Poet Laureate/ Served only to infuriate/ Those ineffectual/ Heterosexual/ Poets (from the mere part-timers/ Through to bards and time-served rhymers)./ Now Oxford's ta'en against another's/ Plot to smear a rhyming brothers;/ Lost for e'er
to dreaming spires,/ She's cast into eternal fires!" LOATHE as I am to stoke the bonfires of profanity that followed Newcastle United's departure from the Premiership, I must report the scandalous scenes that celebrated the news in my local.
Yet in thy soul, as all, there's also evil; So I will play no hypocrite, nor devil; But to my point.-- For all we know of thee, Thou will not be detected easily: Thou art the heaviest Noble Gas, we know,-- Yet variance with the air thou wilt not show, E'en in colour, as no hue nor shade Will e'er
betray thy presence, ere it's made As cold as human blood can stand, and colder.-- Then Death doth raise his hand against the shoulder Of any man that find thee any way.-- Then God from Radon us defend, we pray!
When Daniel knelt down and prayed to God, maybe he called him Yahweh; maybe he called him Joshua, "Yahweh is salvation"' maybe he called him Miqveh, (12) "the one hope upon whom Israel is waiting"; maybe he called him Uveliingqaki, "the first one who came e'er