Richard Cory
By: Edwin Arlington Robinson
1869-1935
Whenever Richard Cory went to town,
We people ont he pavement look at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean Favored, and imperially slim.
And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
"Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.
And he was rich-yes, richer than a king,
And Admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought he was everthing
To make us wish that we were in his place.
So on we worked, and waiting for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet though his head.
Man Unkind
By: e. e. cummings (1894-19962)
Pitty this buys monster,manunkined,
not. Progress is a comfertable disease:
your victim(death and life safely beyond)
plays with the bigness of his littleness
-electrons deify one razorblade
into a mountainrange;lenses extend
unwish though curving wherewhen till unwish
r
eturns on its unself.
A word of made
is not a world of born-pity poor flesh
and trees and stones, but never this
fine specimen of hypermagical
untromnipotence. We doctors k now
a hopeless caseif-listen:there's a hell
of a good universe next door,let's go
The Reble
By: Mari Evans
When I
die
I'm sure
I will have a
Big Funeral...
Curiosity
seekers...
coming to see
if I
am really
Dead...
or just
trying to make
Trouble...
The Grave
The grave where I buried my friend,
It's the place where my heart must mend.
The darkened green grass,
Reminded me of who was at fault.
Cars zooming down the street,
For the grave they will meet.
Once a car now a heap of mess,
The driver should be locked in a vault.
From the church down to the grave,
Felt so much like you were a slave.
Now I feel bad I must confess.
But now our life is at a halt.
Now you lay under the earth,
Just the opposite of your birth.
You were once great but now are less.
This is what reminds me who was at fault . . .
Myself.
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