Nathan’s poetry may no longer be found on this site. If you are really interested in reading immature love poems that have no unity of style or artistic merit than email the author at

Nathan is doing well, and wishes you all the best.

In place of Nathan’s poetry that used to occupy this page, here is something else.

Something better.


The pennycandystore beyond the El

is where I first

fell in love

with unreality

Jellybeans glowed in the semi-gloom

of that september afternoon

A cat upon the counter moved among

the licorice sticks

and tootsie rolls

and Oh Boy Gum

Outside the leaves were falling as they died

A wind had blown away the sun

A girl ran in

Her hair was rainy

Her breasts were breathless in the little room

Outside the leaves were falling

and they cried

Too soon! too soon!


-Lawrence Ferlinghetti

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