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- Goblet of Explosion at allpoetry
Earth's thrust harpoons the plama-like society,
Fox-hidden behind a trasparence, boxed from sobriety. - Father Brixton at allpoetry
My father, you made me from urban dust, Black as the crow sitting on our grass. - [ She's a vixen of the bass, blasting forth ] at allpoetry
She's a vixen of the bass, blasting forth Sexual sizzling sounds, supple to one's ear.
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on Love's Philosophy by Percy Bysshe Shelley, on August 1, 2007I love this poem very much. One of my favourite poets. The metaphors of this poem is simply amazing.
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on The Great Hunger by Patrick Kavanagh, on October 26, 2005Fantastic. Very interesting long piece. I like how its divided. The surname, Maguire reminds me of many ancestors.
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