Poem – Cutty Sark (By Henryk Baranski)

Cutty Sark   A THOUSAND MEN BUILD AND DESTROY A THOUSAND MEN SWEAT AND TOIL A THOUSAND MEN NOW DRUNK AND HUNGRY WORKING FOR WEEK’S WAGE AND BOIL.   GREAT SHIPS IRONED AND TRAINS RAILED TRACKS ROADS AND ACHIEVEMENTS WROUGHT AND BLAST THROUGH GREAT SCOTTISH FORESTS FELLED HARD FAST SCOTTISH TREES   SLICED GUTTERS BLED GOATS SHEEP CATTLE AND HEATHER […]

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Poem – The Mess (By Henryk Baranski)

The Mess   EASY FORM FOR QUICKNESS AND DRIVES LIES EARLY ON THE FORM OF NEW SCHEDULES WORN AND RIPPED BY STYLE AND CONDIMENTS ALL FLYING WITH THE VIGOUR OF THE EARTH AND TIDES REACHING OVER CLIFFS AND GRASS TO REACH NEW HEAVENS.   LAND-LOCKED SQUARES AND EASY PIECES FORM PAPER-CLAD BEAUTIES RIDDLED WITH SALT NOW DRYING SLOWLY DYING REMOTELY […]

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