SALACIOUS BLUE GIRLS
'Twirling your blue skirts, traveling the sward
under the towers of your seminary,
go listen to your teachers old and contrary
without believing a word.'
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Should I too be there? Wear those trousers rolled?
As put, above, by John Crowe Ransom, oh crazy
girls of Mapplestance Hill, look not down on me gaping.
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I wrote a couplet to T.S. Eliot. He too responded with
spittle. It's always been like that : the most gorgeous
of the beauteous ones, every Paul Muldoon or C.K.
Williams out there, think nothing but of
outsmarting their days.
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