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The term "Ma Belle Canadienne" has been searched for 26 times on the American Poems site since March 16th, 2006.
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1. Requiem - written by Ogden Nash
Read 2773 times on American Poems.
There was a young belle of old Natchez
Whose garments were always in patchez.
When comment arose
On the state of her clothes,
She replied, When Ah itchez, Ah scratchez.(Read full poem)
2. Dream Song 12: Sabbath - written by John Berryman
From 77 Dream Songs.
Published in 1964.
Read 934 times on American Poems.
There is an eye, there was a slit.
Nights walk, and confer on him fear.
The strangler tree, the dancing mouse
confound his vision; then they loosen it.
Henry widens. How did Henry House
himself ever come here?
Nights run. Tes yeux bizarres... (Read full poem)
3. Belle Isle, 1949 - written by Philip Levine
From The Names of the Lost.
Published in 1976.
Read 922 times on American Poems.
We stripped in the first warm spring night
and ran down into the Detroit River
to baptize ourselves in the brine
of car parts, dead fish, stolen bicycles,
melted snow. I remember going under
hand in hand with a Polish highschool girl
I'd never seen... (Read full poem)
4. Tournesol - written by Richard Brautigan
Read 1720 times on American Poems.
La voyageuse qui traverse les Halles à la tombée de l'été
Marchait sur la pointe des pieds
Le désespoir roulait au ciel ses grands arums si beaux
Et dans le sac à main il y avait mon rêve ce flacon de... (Read full poem)
5. Gerontion - written by T.S. Eliot
From Poems.
Published in 1920.
Read 13599 times on American Poems.
Thou hast nor youth nor age
But as it were an after dinner sleep
Dreaming of both.
HERE I am, an old man in a dry month,
Being read to by a boy, waiting for rain.
I was neither at the hot gates
Nor fought in the warm rain
Nor knee deep in the salt... (Read full poem)
6. Snapshots of a Daughter-In-Law - written by Adrienne Rich
Published in 1963.
Read 17796 times on American Poems.
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You, once a belle in Shreveport,
with henna-colored hair, skin like a peachbud,
still have your dresses copied from that time,
and play a Chopin prelude
called by Cortot: "Delicious recollections
float like perfume through... (Read full poem)
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