Arezzo : Writing

Est! Est! Est!

Est! Est! Est!

A Poem by Arezzo


Those bishop guys in days gone by were deep and subtle thinkers. They knew their scripture -- and no lie -- were quite accomplished drinkers. ..
Brain-Dead Airhead Co-Ed

Brain-Dead Airhead Co-Ed

A Poem by Arezzo


So, stranded on Framingham Turnpike, I walked from the corpse of my 'Vette (Unsure just what gasoline burns like), As far as my high heels could..
June Villanelle

June Villanelle

A Poem by Arezzo


The apple blossom blooms in May: that’s when I first said, with a sigh, “I love you, but I don’t know why.” Ea..
The Mocking Bird

The Mocking Bird

A Poem by Arezzo


High in the hills of winter snows, where rusty heather’s all that grows, there lies a simple path of sand which winds through scrub and..
Courtship 101

Courtship 101

A Poem by Arezzo


Oh, Medieval Studies hit me hard! I'd had to give myself a dressing-down, A telling-off: "You want that cap and gown? Then get your arse to lect..
Marxism For Dummies (3)

Marxism For Dummies (3)

A Poem by Arezzo


There’s far more kinds of Lefty than just one. There’s Marx and Morris, Blanc, Bakunin, Blum, the Comintern, the Spartakists, the PO..
On Yer Bike, Icke

On Yer Bike, Icke

A Poem by Arezzo


I think I’ve got it clear, now. I’ll explain (despite the fluoride fungus in my brain) the teachings of the Profit (sorry --Prophet)..
Marxism For Dummies (2)

Marxism For Dummies (2)

A Poem by Arezzo


Imagine, if you will, working the land. You knead it, tend it, love it. You belong. Its wants, its moods, its needs, you understand, for you aro..
When I'm Calling You

When I'm Calling You

A Poem by Arezzo


(a Canadian love song)Like JFK with Edgar Hoover, I'm completely ill at ease: it's as if I'm in Vancouver, but I speak no Cantonese. A Mount..
Opera in the Park

Opera in the Park

A Poem by Arezzo


It's cotton sleeves and naked shoulders, since the balmy southern evening's close and warm. "Aida" underneath the stars tonight! Bassoons and ob..