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Trade-offs
in the park
they lease new buildings
where the morning grew
they do all the hurt they can
the more a man serves
the less he finds of joy
like the death of so many things
to make me content in my life
Dikter om ämnet: park
Dikter om ämnet ”park” på Poets.by.
Walking therapy
who is in mourning
who with an ear is not
but not seeing how to help it
I walk to the park
to the great elm
and walnut filled with stories
and in a ruined garden
a little girl singing
Goth fitness
among sorrowful stories
the green agreement of the park
I walk to walk
pass by the dead unburied dogs
Deer park
white deer
the park is troublesome
with the dust of war
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
Voted out
I am going without speaking
the doors to the park sing old
broken notes
Raven
At the park, a loud beggar
like the queen of Bohemia—
raven at play.
The Inward Park
I look for joy and find a garden,
walk in the park endeavoring
to get into the inward park,
carry people over
through the common bed.
Mr. Hater
Mr. Hater and I
go forth to the city
and get money by bringing
all business into our hands.
I walk in the park
giving light in my way,
which put me
into despair.
Checkmate
Bet for beer, I put
the white king
in the park at night.
In the park
drinking wine in the park
the dog dancing as I look
over the paper
Flock
Drank my morning quiet and my noon-time stew:
a study for a ring for a wedding for old soldiers
in the dark in the park where a far flock played.