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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
Poèmes sur le thème : mole
Poèmes sur le thème « mole » sur Poets.by.
The year’s midnight
I become a disciple
to the night to see
how things are in the world
of the mole
never mind my heart
Groundsman
we come to the park
with a barber’s cruel hands
but the land’s new contractor is a mole
and it is out of light
Geophilic
a reed is nothing
in the world of a mole
but the pain of the stone
makes bloody water
Mole people
the life of a mole
this crowding and waiting
where light is dull
and we take
pleasure in ink
Mole
I went to ground, ready to break
the gray clock.
My mouth is a warren.
Bring me a field,
a bitter plain to bezzle in
and fear rank as wine.
The Eagle and the Mole
Avoid the reeking herd,
Shun the polluted flock,
Live like that stoic bird,
The eagle of the rock.
The huddled warmth of crowds
Begets and fosters hate;
He keeps, above the clouds,
His cliff inviolate.
When flocks are folded warm,
And herds to shelter run,
He sails above the storm,
He stares into the sun.
If in the eagle's track
Your sinews cannot leap,
Avoid the lathered pack,
Turn from the steaming sheep.
For a Philosopher
Here lies one who tried to solve
The riddle of being and breath:
The wee blind mole that gnaws his bones
Tells him the answer is death.