Fulmination
the received spit
of news in the mouth
War Moon
Gedichte zum Thema: news
Gedichte zum Thema „news“ auf Poets.by.
Life preserver
who is carrying us to war
to ward off news
I have stopped up ears
as the first act of hostility
the land is sunk
only the captain found a finite bed
Shipping news
all the news now
should go in the same ship with
our knavery and dissimulation
no great fleet
ships like unkissed bodies
nest together at night
take time to rust
Mother of the latest victim
noon like a hard note
sealed up in her soul
ear sore with the news
beating in
Sandstone
my stone is well-bred
serves well in any
injury or sport
and will go to bed
pretty as all the news
of war and sand
Radio alarm clock
wakened clock
not a minute’s space between
news of hurt
24-hour news network
some mouth has run
all night and day
what ills not heard of
which extraordinary news as good
as any peace
News that stays
all change is news
a quiet stir to the oak
and the poet
if not conceited
and particular as water
in her loves
In Cuba
the old monstrous god
of bodkin and thimble
broke open till all was out
I saw no paper question it
as silver as music
the water here
we find the town beside the fort
a contingency unsettled in sand
news here in Cuba signifies little
but to say that something comes
News junkie
Morning papers exchange discontent
for a great store of tattle
and God knows what—
a mad theater.
Think of the trouble we go through
to see what will remain
of all our expectations.
What news
Morning air pleases me,
and water at night.
I am out of dirt and trouble
now that I am become negligent
as to matters of news.
Ask another.
The Committee on Ships
My men and I met, a committee
to consider ships,
to see what it is
they desire from water:
winehouse, home or bed?
Or news of the night…