Quotes about fist, page 6
Prologue du Roman de Rou
Pour remembrer des ancessours
Les faiz et les diz et les mours,
Doit l'on les livres et les gestes
Et les estoires lire as festes,
Les felonies des felons
Et les barnages des barons.
Pour ce firent bien et savoir
Et grant pris durent cil avoir
Qui escristrent premierement,
Et li autour plenierement
Qui firent livres et escriz
Des nobles faiz et des bons diz
Que li baron et li seignour
Firent de tens ancianour.
Tourné fussent en oubliance,
Se ne fust tant de remembrance
Que Il escriture nous fait
Qui les estoires nous retrait.
Mainte cité a ja esté,
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Iva's Pantoum
We pace each other for a long time.
I packed my anger with the beef jerky.
You are the baby on the mountain. I am
in a cold stream where I led you.
I packed my anger with the beef jerky.
You are the woman sticking her tongue out
in a cold stream where I led you.
You are the woman with spring water palms.
You are the woman sticking her tongue out.
I am the woman who matches sounds.
You are the woman with spring water palms.
I am the woman who copies.
You are the woman who matches sounds.
You are the woman who makes up words.
You are the woman who copies
her cupped palm with her fist in clay.
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poem by Marilyn Hacker
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Jewels of the beach
Plash…keesh… plash…keesh
the waves throw themselves
onto the pebbly beach,
but as if they regret their own angry generosity,
pull back a sieved undertow of finer pebbles
mixed with rogh toe-grating sand;
their generosity the swathe of larger pebbles
which gleam like jewels, before the salt-water
dries them into centuries of scratched, scoured surface,
dull as familiarity.
That swathe of jewels – magic to a child;
but now I’m older, yields a mental miracle
of nature ceaselessly at work:
green bottle-glass pebble – rounded to a smooth, safe shape
for the child to spot and pick up –
that’s easy to trace: from fishermen’s magic globes, the net-floats,
or bottles thrown carelessly overboard
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poem by Michael Shepherd
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Another Fusion
There's been fierce argument of late
In my vicinitee,
Between the Commonwealth and State,
For I fell out with me.
I am a sturdy Federalist,
A staunch Australian;
And I have waved an angry fist
At me, the States' Rights man.
The argument began like this:
I to myself one night
Remarked: 'There's something sore amiss
That cries to be put right.
'This argument 'twixt Commonwealth
And State must cease, 'tis plain.
'Tis interfering with my health
And rending me in twain.'
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poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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The Rivals
'TWAS three an' thirty year ago,
I When I was ruther young, you know,
I had my last an' only fight
About a gal one summer night.
'Twas me an' Zekel Johnson; Zeke
'N' me 'd be'n spattin' 'bout a week,
Each of us tryin' his best to show
That he was Liza Jones's beau.
We couldn't neither prove the thing,
Fur she was fur too sharp to fling
One over fur the other one
An' by so doin' stop the fun
That we chaps didn't have the sense
To see she got at our expense,
But that's the way a feller does,
Fur boys is fools an' allus was.
An' when they's females in the game
I reckon men's about the same.
Well, Zeke an' me went on that way
An' fussed an' quarrelled day by day;
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poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Conflicts Of Mind.
Carnage of war,
Wounded, What's it all for.?
Question the insanity,
got to break free.
Maybe foolhardy,
or sheer bravery.?
Either way he was decorated,
choice of post stated.
Chose the frontier,
before it disappeared.
Out into the plains they ride,
ever rolling and wide.
Come across signs of dead,
death by arrowhead.
Reach post, deserted all gone,
decision made, stay on.
Wait for their return,
they wouldn't he'd learn.
No sign of command,
in his journal he penned.
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poem by Guy Lipmore
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My fist is in his mouth, his fist is in my eye.
Yemeni proverbs
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National Panel Beating
I realize my world of demise
and the poisonous sky
that's stinging my eyes
I clench my fist
I spill my blood
I clench my fist
'cause I am the tool
I'm burning with contempt
that's bringing me down!
I'm burning with contempt
that's bringing me down!
I'm burning with contempt
that's bringing me down!
AS OF NOW
I AM A TOOL
OF SEVERE IMPACT
HAMMER DOWN
CAUSE AND EFFECT
AND CREATE A NEW WORLD!
song performed by Fear Factory
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Land Of Rape And Honey
face to face
blood to blood
the mountain
you tumbled from
and in the land of rape and honey
you prey
step by step
you climb the mountain
you prey
fist to fist
eye to eye
the rulers of the wasteland
and in the land of rape and honey
you prey
step by step
you climb the mountain
you prey
head to head
chest to chest
which country is the very best?
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The Land Of Rape & Honey
Face to face
Blood to blood
The mountain
You tumbled from
And in the land of rape and honey
You prey
Step by step
You climb the mountain
You prey
Fist to fist
Eye to eye
The rulers of the wasteland
And in the land of rape and honey
You prey
Step by step
You climb the mountain
You prey
Head to head
Chest to chest
Which country is the very best?
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song performed by Ministry
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