Lawrence Beck

Biography of Lawrence Beck

My advice to anyone reading one of my poems: read it so quickly as you can the first time through. Since I write in a rush, my melody will become most evident if you read in a rush.

I have a web site,, which contains more of my recent poems than the 50 I leave up here. I refresh this site every other month.

Alas, I must add this: if you write to me asking me to read your poems, I may, but I will not comment on them. I am very sick of numbers hogs who troll through a day's list of contributing poets, and ask each one to read his or her poem. If you write well, someone may notice and comment. If you browbeat people into reading your poetry, the comments you receive are worth nothing.

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Neighbors, we get up each day, and
Face the cheerful morning sun. We
Leave our homes to take on tasks
We've told ourselves can be accomplished,
Will be, when the evening comes.
He puts his shoulder to that stone,
And slowly rolls it up that hill.
I thread through aisles toward
My love, who smiles sweetly when

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