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#PoetryLovers My WalkaboutsVerse #poem on "Anthropological Socialism" https://walkaboutsverse.blogspot.com/2011/05/walkaboutsverse-74-of-230.html

WALKABOUTSVERSE 74 OF 230

part two (cont.) WALKABOUT WITH MY PEN (conclusions) Poem 74 of 230: ANTHROPOLOGICAL SOCIALISM Anthropology - World's-cultures s...

Richard J. Greene 14h ago

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Aphorisms

If Narcissus had had a camera, he would have spent his days taking selfies. Smartness isn’t the same thing as intelligence. Smartness is mental ability. Intelligence is what you do with your smartn…

Richard Greene

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The Dead Write No Poems by Steve Klepetar

Or if they do, only in the language of crows. All night they gather in hills where nightshade grows. I have watched them hefting brown bottles, shadowy hands full of turf. They never sleep, and the…

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Ghee by Kavya Janani. U

(after Elizabeth Alexander’s ‘Butter’) One of my favourite smells is melting ghee wafting from the kitchen in strong gusts. Growing up, we have come undone in the company of fresh ghee, regaling ta…

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Spot the Fool! by Susan Jarvis Bryant

—for April Fools’ Day, 2025 I. Today’s the day to fox and fool. Today’s the day to flick some fuel On laughter with a cuckoo joke, A wicked lark, a wacko poke So sick Old Nick will think it cool. T…

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Richard J. Greene 3d ago

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Brooke Beard 3d ago

I hate who I am as a person sometimes
The way I fiercely love and can't get along
Won't get along. Couldn't.
The way the teacher was never a teacher at all
The way the bond was always so fragile
The way I hang on to it wrapped around my arm like a leash on a prey driven dog. One sudden movement and I'm face-first on the cement. The way I thought I had things in the bag and how very mistaken I was. And how afraid I am.
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Red Writing Hood by Lesh Karan

The sky is moon, pushes and pulls the sea within. Eclipsed by something like desire, she slips into her red identity, a basket tucked beneath. She weave-walks, parts the brambled path towards the f…

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Andi Leigh 4d ago

Inky Veins (2022) - Full Poetry Collection
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Inky Veins | andileighwrites | Ellipsus

A poetry collection. Originally published in 2022.

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Sixth Bell by Frances Horne

He washes up upon the shore, that blue man, waxen in the printer’s trowel of harbour light. A wedding pumps on the waterfront, a limo driver smokes and blows his rings at bats, and he who looks so …

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