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Karl Shapiro の詩ですが、田舎者は都会生活に憧れをもっていたりしまして。

     A Garden In Chicago

In the mid-city, under an oiled sky,
I lay in a garden of such dusky green
It seemed the dregs of the imagination.
Hedged round by elegant spears of iron fence
My face became a moon to absent suns.
A low heat beat upon my reading face;
There rose no roses in that gritty place
But blue-gray lilacs hung their tassels out.
Hard zinnias and ugly marigolds
And one sweet statue of a child stood by.

A gutter of poetry flowed outside the yard,
Making me think I was a bird of prose;
For overhead, bagged in a golden cloud,
There hung the fatted souls of animals,
Wile at my eyes bright dots of butterflies
Turned off and on like distant neon signs.

Assuming that this garden still exists,
One ancient lady patrols the zinnias
(She looks like George Washington crossing the Delaware),
The janitor wanders to the iron rail,
The traffic mounts bombastically out there,
And across the street in a pitch-black bar
With midnight mirrors, the professional
Takes her first whiskey of the afternoon--

Ah! It is like a breath of country air.

Dorothy Parker を二つほど。

      Oscar Wilde

If, with the literate, I am
Impelled to try an epigram,
I never seek to take the credit;
We all assume that Oscar said it.



Long I fought the driving lists,
Plume a-stream and armor clanging;
Link on link, between my wrists,
Now my heavy freedom’s hanging.


Edgar Allan Poe の有名な詩です。

      A Dream Within A Dream 

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand--
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep--while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

夕べは、Eddie Hinton を久しぶりに聞いていたら三曲目で寝てしまいました。

仕事場で今日は、John Lennon が流れています。







Texas のPole Tax について、違憲判決が出たことは、以前とりあげました。この事案がその後どうなったのかは不明ですが、今度は、Pennsylvania 州でも立法化されそうな雲行きですね。
Clymer pitches 'pole tax'

The Intelligencer

The “pole tax” is a step closer to becoming law in Pennsylvania.

Republican Paul Clymer, a Bucks County state representative, introduced a bill Wednesday that calls for charging a $5 tax for every patron who enters a strip club in the Keystone State.

Seventeen co-sponsors signed on to the bill, which would require erotic dancing establishments to collect and send the new tax to the state, said Clymer.

It would fund the Pennsylvania Coalition Against Rape. The bill, which has surfaced in similar form in Texas, has been cheekily dubbed by some the “pole tax” — as in pole dancing.

Its formal name is the “Sexually Oriented Businesses Revenue Act.”

“We're trying to advance good values and morality and be a help to the hardworking parents who are bringing their children up to have strong character,” said Clymer, who is in his 14th term representing the 145th District.

Some in the adult entertainment industry think Clymer is illegally legislating morality while likely dragging Pennsylvania into a legal battle over the constitutionality of the bill, should it become law.

“Whatever happened to separation of church and state?” said Glenn McGogney, an attorney who represents a Milford strip club that prompted Clymer to craft the legislation. “He's picking on a business he doesn't like because of his personal religious objections and placing a tax on that.”
by nk24mdwst | 2008-07-19 10:53 | Poetry

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