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Consuelo Roland Poems
Woe begotten thumb-sucking infant house Your parents have divorced.
Hygiene of an Assassin
Ma chère Amélie How brave you are! I could not be that brave,
How fast we went My mother and I - Merrily, merrily, merrily Trundling along in our VW beetle
Polka Dot Bikini
Yonks ago, On a beach in the land of sugar cane, A girl Wore a purple
Houses I have lived in
The best houses I have lived in and loved in and almost died in are the houses that rise unbidden
Comments about Consuelo Roland
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821)
Woe begotten thumb-sucking
Your parents have divorced.
In your sky-high roof rafters
Blow in the mad wind.
Flapping silver bandages
to your unlovability.
Your ears stick out too much
your constant hunger
You must feel it so
an accident from birth
no one to hear your wails.