GRANT FRASER

Freshman - 992 Points (JUNE 7 1964 / ABERDEEN)

GRANT FRASER Poems

121. Grey -new- 6/30/2015
122. Groceries And Poetry 2/17/2014
123. Ground Control 8/7/2013
124. Gunfight With The Creator (Reprise) 12/23/2013
125. Guru 4/22/2013
126. Hammered 3/4/2014
127. Hands 4/17/2014
128. Hanging 5/13/2014
129. Harder To Smell Something... 3/17/2013
130. Hardest Part 8/26/2013
131. Head Stairs 1/7/2015
132. Heart 11/20/2013
133. Heart 2 11/20/2013
134. Heart 3 11/20/2013
135. Hell (Has A Gate) 4/7/2013
136. Her Mouth Engraved 5/9/2013
137. Hey You 12/18/2013
138. Hinterlands (Fragmentary) 5/27/2013
139. Hits (Off The Cuff) 8/14/2013
140. Hitting And Missing 8/13/2014
141. Holy Smoke! 11/22/2013
142. I Just Want To Sing - That's All! 12/6/2013
143. I Used To Go In 5/7/2013
144. 'I Want's' 3/18/2014
145. I Your Hypocritical Appliance 7/24/2013
146. Ideal-Ism 4/11/2013
147. If Only... 4/11/2014
148. I'M Too Intelligent For This Place... 11/27/2013
149. In And Out Of The Trajectory 4/23/2014
150. In My Cave... 4/8/2013
151. Inadvertent Armour 4/16/2013
152. Insert Coin / Or Something Dropped... 4/17/2013
153. Instrument Of Measure 4/12/2014
154. Invisible 1/24/2014
155. Joe 2/10/2014
156. Jolt! 7/30/2013
157. Just Trying To Be Nice... 5/22/2014
158. Kadunk 3/26/2013
159. Keys And Heartbeats... 5/19/2015
160. Kick! 5/24/2014
Best Poem of GRANT FRASER

Before Night Falls...

I can't quite describe
the way they dragged
those sacks
of weightless carcasses
around, their floppy crevices,
hairy dead vaginal lips
&
shrunken penises,

a mass of dislocated
body parts and taut faces,
confounded genitalia!

yet to run back again,
and thrust your entire
self against it,
the dead grainy B&W
dead film of time,
always close beside us,
like your brain,
and the gaping hole
in your head,
lying there like a cold
blue omellete,
on the grass, beside you...

as if one could feed or feel
a ...

Read the full of Before Night Falls...

Struggle Modern

My God!
don't start telling
us your actually still
alive and well...

while clinging to the raft
as I am!

as a waft of spirit infiltrates

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