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Dispossession
if talking is thinking
an afternoon doing business
must cure the quiet possession
of some undiscovered prize
and we shall get free money
calling the poor to be ready
for our coming night
Poems on the topic: business
Poems on the topic “business” on Poets.by.
Crackdown
we must shut up shop
on a meat-dark night
business keeping us naked
in a rich city
having already spent
one year’s share of our fear
Reasonable men
public good hindered
a great deal of business
the board would not force
so much ease
take so much fresh air
Tax break
see how they run to the law
to get business done
a mole in a hole is a strange
husband to the ant
Business as usual
our usual business
is sickness:
all the hurt
to all our families
a great feast of work
cards to the blind
Funny business
office where
the morning quit
wit is a business
Middle manager
in walking sleep
I attend business better
than most thinking men
but would to God I were clear
as my own money
I stand for little
King of the trolls
the backward bastard
that married his troll hands
in his heart no part
of a rose
but business business business
low as a glob
Spectator
going about business
every day in the week
I see them slide
what jig requires us
to run the world?
what contented life irks?
I sit looking over
the book of dances
serving time
Morale-building exercise
In the morning mill,
who but the brawn and glass
captain clapping?
They serve the poor
a long, no-brother talk
about business and God.
At the yacht club
In my new boat I am glad to leave
business a while
like a cunning fellow in a grave
or a little blind shoe,
ashamed to be bland.
Messenger
Abroad on a cold business, I have a secret fire: a piece of gold.
Infinite, tedious rain.
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