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Tag Archives: iambic pentameter

Adolescence

11/18/2013by Pierce Nahigyan Leave a comment

Not long after the boy became a man Did he first pluck his first guitar. He strummed The instrument like milk on honey, jam On toast, a cigarette that’s tinged […]

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poetry/meter

Adjudge

09/30/2013by Pierce Nahigyan Leave a comment

His carbine, cordite smoking, plays again. TV, radio, internet and mouth Carry his deeds and our laments. How wicked This wind blows. How far must our blame travel Before it […]

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fear, justice, space

Adieu

09/11/2013by Pierce Nahigyan Leave a comment

The dust driven sheets, wind whipped caravel Of the dreams you’ve taken and fled pellmell Bed in the sand, pillow left in the dunes Askew and behind like planets and […]

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poetry/meter, run, time

Accomplice

12/03/2012by Pierce Nahigyan Leave a comment

Believe in this, my accomplice, For crime do we commit of consequence, We know no music but the serpent’s hiss, No lustre, lust or craving not monstrous. We must to […]

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business, gods, justice, poetry/meter

Accommodate

11/29/2012by Pierce Nahigyan Leave a comment

Assured, apart from crowded pier, she stepped. While jacktars jeered in Macy‘s swinging rigs, I breathed. Then lay my mop beside the mast. What frightful creature beckons, I thought, and […]

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poetry/meter, sea

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"All the while I have been forgetting the third of my reasons for remaining so faithful a citizen of the Federation, despite all the lascivious inducements from expatriates to follow them beyond the seas, and all the surly suggestions from patriots that I succumb. It is for the reason which grows out of my medieval but unashamed taste for the bizarre and indelicate, my congenital weakness for comedy of the grosser varieties. The United States, to my eye, is incomparably the greatest show on earth."

- H.L. Mencken, On Being an American, 1922

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