The first poem is by Lee Ann Brown. Since the title functions as the first word in the poem, I decided not to separate it from the poem with the author's name.
Words
weren't enough for her.
She often made
high cat cries
and danced hard
on the blue carpet.
Autobiographia Literaria
by Frank O'Hara
When I was a child
I played by myself in a
corner of the schoolyard
all alone.
I hated dolls and I
hated games, animals
were not friendly and birds
flew away.
If anyone was looking
for me I hid behind a
tree and cried out "I am
an orphan."
And here I am, the
center of all beauty!
writing these poems!
Imagine!
Words
weren't enough for her.
She often made
high cat cries
and danced hard
on the blue carpet.
Autobiographia Literaria
by Frank O'Hara
When I was a child
I played by myself in a
corner of the schoolyard
all alone.
I hated dolls and I
hated games, animals
were not friendly and birds
flew away.
If anyone was looking
for me I hid behind a
tree and cried out "I am
an orphan."
And here I am, the
center of all beauty!
writing these poems!
Imagine!