https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/category-133-week-of-nbsp-04-23-07 en 2005-2012 shakespearesmonekys@gmail.com 42.65593 -71.33391 Tue, 09 Jun 2026 05:06:01 GMT yacs http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss 70 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3895-bad-poetry https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3895-bad-poetry Is there such a thing as bad poetry, and how do we determine when such exists? Alcuin of York General discussion of professional poets, and their works Sat, 22 Aug 2009 13:53:54 GMT /section-217-general-discussion-of-professional-poets-and-their-works#comments 49 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/3895 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/3895 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A3895 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3877-the-language-of-leaving https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3877-the-language-of-leaving but I didn’t mention that I fell in love with you somewhere in between those sheets and your smile I laced myself upon your familiar lips hoping I would somehow become part of their dialect but my name became nothing more than the morning breath you sterilize and rinse away Somday In May But April brought rain Thu, 09 Jul 2009 07:37:10 GMT /section-227-but-april-brought-rain#comments 6 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/3877 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/3877 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A3877 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3878-spring-just-brings-longer-days https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3878-spring-just-brings-longer-days I found a bit of winterthat had been left behindin the shades of greyand peeling paint ofmy upstairs window sill. It's husky whisper wasmuted by the buzzingof spring's haughty arrivalwith lengthening of days,and rain. I wept under my breathfor winter's resignation and this bitternessit left behind Somday In May But April brought rain Fri, 29 May 2009 04:49:01 GMT /section-227-but-april-brought-rain#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/3878 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/3878 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A3878 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3869-10.-fall-from-grace https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3869-10.-fall-from-grace you called yourself a fallen angel at noon we pulled into the parking lot the gray from the clouds hung in the air gouging deeply, much like the baggage that had settled itself under your eyes spitting on the ground you uttered something about your "Divine Right" so we went in through the silent prayers the sun cast a red glow about you from the stained glass you spewed obscenities to those God-fearing men and we were ushered away while i murmured apologies you laughed and called yourself their messiah, the savior a fallen angel ... more Jasmine Mann Poems In The Basement Thu, 22 Jan 2009 04:25:39 GMT /section-545-poems-in-the-basement#comments 1 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/3869 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/3869 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A3869 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-576-07.-you-used-to https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-576-07.-you-used-to you used to let me know when you came your back trembled and then you would roll to your side my hair between your fingers i would sigh you'd zip up your jeans and drink cold coffee as i rolled to my side the sheets between my fingers Jasmine Mann Poems In The Basement Thu, 22 Jan 2009 04:20:18 GMT /section-545-poems-in-the-basement#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/576 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/576 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A576 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3903-clean-sheets https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3903-clean-sheets i whispered in your ear last night while you slept directing you towards a smile at the end of your dream "love harder," i shushed "love truer," hoarsely "love me," i begged. then, the corner of your lip curled up gently i brushed the hair from your face kissed your forehead and watched you sleep anstey Conferring with the devil Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT /section-253-conferring-with-the-devil#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/3903 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/3903 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A3903 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3927-2001 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3927-2001 What hope is twisted around pinky fingerto remember the little deaths of peace?What long division calculated by stars,what remainders lost to their cold dust? We are the dread monkeys of reason,the cold souls dancing round the obeliskfor want of evolution and relieffrom begging the moon her tides There are no questions, only answers humbled by our grasshopper tonguesthe flight of our bumblebee thoughtsand the acid etchings of time tattooing our breasts With celtic knots and roman yarns chariots that might carry us away to anothersplit infinity. There are no answersonly questions enjambed into ... more anstey That's my colon Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT /section-256-that-s-my-colon#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/3927 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/3927 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A3927 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3934-a-go-to-the-market https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3934-a-go-to-the-market anstey Mourning Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT /section-241-mourning#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/3934 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/3934 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A3934 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3910-abstinence https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3910-abstinence i know how  salt tastesupon my fat wet tonguethe tingle of tart lemonwhere tip meets fruit and water.smooth hellin short suffocating dreams. i will watch you dine anstey Half-day Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT /section-254-half-day#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/3910 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/3910 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A3910 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3960-admonishing-my-students-for-false-scholarship https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3960-admonishing-my-students-for-false-scholarship anstey Renewal & Pompous Decisions Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT /section-257-renewal-pompous-decisions#comments 1 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/3960 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/3960 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A3960 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3945-an-ode-to-a-man-less-loved https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3945-an-ode-to-a-man-less-loved 'tis intemperate, the april rain and those dafodils along the wiry cracks and paved walk by the river; the shoots of spring sunshine barbing along the still of this flood's bloated fat bursting the seams of wandering sliver i sing to him whose visions soar the sour slip of infinity from his perch on that new bridge, inspecting river's rage for signs of shimmering love and roots of ripped out trees that might float below the surface with magnitude ungauged O hallowed fool, step back and dream the sun for me find the poems that cascade your ... more anstey Drizzle Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT /section-242-drizzle#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/3945 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/3945 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A3945 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3944-apologies-accepted https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3944-apologies-accepted O Rage! Rage! Rage againstmy chest that imight leave you lovedand spent. Pound me fistby fistand then kiss me twice... for lovefor love and then again. apologies accepted O Rage! Rage! Rage againstmy chest that imight leave you lovedand spent. Pound me fistby fistand then kiss me twice... for lovefor love and then again anstey Drizzle Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT /section-242-drizzle#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/3944 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/3944 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A3944 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3936-aural-sex https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3936-aural-sex anstey Mourning Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT /section-241-mourning#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/3936 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/3936 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A3936 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3918-before-the-altar https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3918-before-the-altar i have begged you(from my long-since-bloodied knees)to tell me everything(about everything and you, specifically)and you politelydeclined your smile likeincense carrying onlymy prayers to GOD anstey That's my colon Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT /section-256-that-s-my-colon#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/3918 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/3918 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A3918 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3942-being-a-beached-whale-in-a-new-friendship https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3942-being-a-beached-whale-in-a-new-friendship I sing of dulcet blessings of high tides rolling and strolling with you the curve of hip the slip of tongue that leads me back and through moon-tugged glances sweet dances with well-loved unknown fancies here by spring's first ebb the web of new love woven between shore and gray buildings dreaming of elm-shade and rhythmic oak waves along the edge of grassy field. sea breeze forgotten, oddly though revealed in gulls retreat to river bed. the storms have passed and we at last are free to love What greater gift than this mad love balm rubbed ... more anstey Mourning Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT /section-241-mourning#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/3942 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/3942 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A3942 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3933-birds-bees https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3933-birds-bees a chipmunk he goes travellingto out the hole he come fromtis gay, so gay, and verily as he scoots there in the suna chipmunk he goes grovellingto down the bread and up the crumbtis yum, so yum and verilyas he scoots there in the suna chipmunk he goes gigglingto in the lassy's soft sweet bumtis good, so good, and verilyas he comes there in the sun. anstey Mourning Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT /section-241-mourning#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/3933 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/3933 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A3933 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3905-blessings https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3905-blessings your nipples stand so tall today a testament to milk and quiet sex dreams held close to your heart. i say nothing, there are no words for the bite of tooth on soft flesh or the colors of ink framing the essence of a woman. what is life but this? we kiss, but it is the word alone that gives us life anstey Half-day Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT /section-254-half-day#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/3905 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/3905 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A3905 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3906-break-fast https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3906-break-fast i like to smear oatmeal all over until i look like a snowman then, i sing Christmas carols drink eggnog and lisp out a list of mad desires as i get out the brown sugar anstey Half-day Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT /section-254-half-day#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/3906 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/3906 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A3906 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3920-cardinal-in-a-fir-tree https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3920-cardinal-in-a-fir-tree share your secrets with menow that you know i amthat special fool who dreams or not, instead taunt mewith smiles and softred cheeks call me friendbut secretlydespise me. either way,teach me who you areand why you singso prettily anstey That's my colon Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT /section-256-that-s-my-colon#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/3920 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/3920 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A3920 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3913-charity https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-3913-charity her boney white feetshowed a hard winter's end the toes, marvelling at the pond'scold thin lapping ankles bespeckled with bumps,crawling the calftowards sex i give her my hand anstey Half-day Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT /section-254-half-day#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/3913 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/3913 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A3913