An Exercise by James Landrith An exercise… It’s just an exercise Of wits Intolerance Immaturity Fear Prejudice The abstract qualities Which we loathe but cling to with our last breath […]
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Category: Poetry
I’ve written poetry for many years, which can be found at the bottom of this page. First, linked below are a few anthologies I’ve been published in under my name and the pseudonym “J.L. Nales.”
*A Break in the Clouds
*Celebrating Excellence: The 1995 President’s Awards
*Dusting Off Dreams
*My Restless Heart (LOC Card: 90-80721)
*New Voices
*Sharing Special Moments (Creative Arts and Science Enterprise)
*Treasured Poems of America 1993
*Eternal Portraits (poetry.com)
I’ve also received a few poetry awards:
*September 2003 – Editor’s Choice Award from International Library of Poetry
*Accomplishment of Merit Award from Creative Arts & Science Enterprises
*Spring 1994 – Honorable Mention from Iliad Literary Awards Program
Tribute to Anne Sexton
Tribute to Anne Sexton by James Landrith Is this how the lonely masturbator began? nights of selflessness and cerebral debate over trivial issues without ever an answer. (07 Apr 1991 […]
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Eveready Blues
Eveready Blues by James Landrith Alkaline death is not dramatic Yet it’s more than an inconvenience Music stops mood is hard to maintain it was nice while it lasted good […]
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Precious Babble
Precious Babble by James Landrith precious babble Bitch, you don’t know I like this idea Hard to comprehend yet it will work itself out into something that wins the critics […]
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Lauren
Lauren by James Landrith You reached out when rejection was expected. Affection in place of hatred. Love for such a lonely man. Your shocking approval has spawned many dreams. Hope […]
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Grant
Grant by James Landrith your European manner has no place here you are the dandelion in the rosebush but so elegant and sophisticated in your own mind as we all […]
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Old Man on the Southside of Peoria
Old Man on the Southside of Peoria by James Landrith Your expressionless face still haunts me Burning into my memory With those eyes hard, cold like your life hard, cold […]
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Welsh Witch
Welsh Witch by James Landrith Your music guiding, playing its part, like your beauty, it fills my heart. Hours spent in silent reverie, for your love eternally condemned from me. […]
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Question For Her
Question For Herby James LandrithCan you say to me what I want to hear? Can you convey to me a message that is clear? Can you love me as though […]
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Depot #81
Depot #81by James Landrith Creatively spent, you came and you went. No glory to hope, just burntout excess. The best is past, the sands through the glass. All hope is […]
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