John Hollander

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John Hollander
Under Cancer
On the Memorial building's
Terrace the sun has been buzzing
Unbearably, all the while
The white baking happens
To the shadow of the table's
White-painted iron. It darkens,
Meaning that the sun is stronger,
That I am invisibly darkening
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An Old-Fashioned Song
(Nous n'irons plus au bois) No more walks in the wood:
The trees have all been cut
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Adam’s Task
And Adam gave names to all cattle, and to the fowl of the air, and to every beast of the field ... GEN. 2:20 Thou, paw-paw-paw; thou, glurd; thou, spotted
Glurd; thou, whitestap, lurching through
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For “Fiddle-de-de”
“What’s the French for fiddle-de-dee?” “Fiddle-de-dee’s not English,” Alice replied gravely. “Whoever said it was,” said the Red queen ... What’s the French for “fiddle-de-dee”?
But “fiddle-de-dee’s not English” (we
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