The stalks around us opened like cornets serenading the clouds. From: Poets.
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Erase my name, leave me speechless. Then I went in for a kiss. And that fades too. Just snippets of love, marriage, and relationships in its most honest forms.
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Oh cornbread, oh buttered corn-on-the-cob, acorn squash, peppercorned Cornish hens baked in Corning ware, Frito corn chips, sauces thickened with cornstarch, corn plem, salted popcorn, free range cornfed chicken, corn syrup-sweetened soda, corndogs, blue corn tortillas, corned beef sandwiches, creamed corn, cornflakes and milk—they are but dull crumbs compared to the cornerstone of your sugary suck.
Say: the world is round and the arctic is cold. The sky was cornflower blue, my favorite Crayola peeled to a nub. I go on loving your smiletill it finds its way back to your face. Delicate and rough.
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You took my hand. I feasted on the cornucopia of your mouth, your tongue and teeth.
But the amount of cheesy, terrible wedding poems that poen is just scandalous. How can I raise it high enough, past you, to other things? I would like to shelter it, among remote lost objects, in some dark and silent place that doesn't resonate when your depths resound. You earned your PhD in kissing from Cornell, your dissertation on the effects of kitty-corner lip-locks in lovemaking.
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Poems are often written as ways to cope with the massive overload of feelings we have, so I can understand why sad marriage poems exist. I wore sunglasses and a lovee but imagined myself in a cape and Tricorner hat like Marianne Moore. Say: he is beautiful, serenely beautiful, yet, only ephemerally so. You remember bales of hay and filling the corncribs with food for the cows.
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About poetry, Moore wrote I too dislike it, scornful of pretention. So here are a handful of them. So call me, ifyou call me, Mrs. Cogny
You led me to the river by way of the tall corn. Cummings i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens;only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands From Poets.
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I left them with hisletters, on the back of our marriage certificate, I think they were my finest, I said, DearHank, the end. We walked through paths straight as cornice molding, but still Lve felt a little claustrophobic, the Children of the Corn trailer haunting the flipside of my cornea. Political and feminist. With the exception of E.