Rotten Fish (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Boats left on the shore holds full of the bounteous catch Abandoned where they came in Leaving their harvest for ...
Boats left on the shore holds full of the bounteous catch Abandoned where they came in Leaving their harvest for ...
A way of life, selfish, lack of respect oblivious to the consequences his disregard of the process his responsibilities, his ...
High in the trees After subterranean slumber Your song exalts Summer heat I found you By the path Underfoot Alone ...
Three clear anchors Thrust into living flesh glint in the spring light Left to rust Piercings, Scars - Sentries to ...
High in the trees After subterranean slumber Your song exalts Summer heat I found you By the path Underfoot Alone ...
Broken lines, walls in need of mending What would Frost say, or his good neighbor, behind mended walls? New England ...
Four Tao philosophers as cedar waxwings chat on a February berry bush in sun, and I am one. Such merriment ...
Because finally the personal is all that matters, we spend years describing stones, chairs, abandoned farmhouses- until we're ready. Always ...
In ash-fine silt that spread like sand after the flood and before the wild weeds claimed the old stream bed; ...
I The roaring of Te Whaiau intake weir intrudes as sleep eludes again to soar across the lake on white-tipped, ...
The strident sounds of silence echo in a darkened room, a beggar's tomb of emptied space and barrenness, a shameful ...
In the story of Patroclus no one survives, not even Achilles who was nearly a god. Patroclus resembled him; they ...
While you walk the water's edge, turning over concepts I can't envision, the honking buoy serves notice that at any ...
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
Lough, vessel, plough the British main, Seek the free ocean's wider plain; Leave English scenes and English skies, Unbind, dissever ...
Below are eleven Buson haiku beginning with the phrase 'The short night--' The short night-- on the hairy caterpillar beads ...
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
Who caroused in the Dirt and was corrected by His Uncle. His Uncle came upon Franklin Hyde Carousing in the ...
To exalt, enthrone, establish and defend, To welcome home mankind's mysterious friend Wine, true begetter of all arts that be; ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
And where, friend Quo, lay you hiding across malignant half my years or so? One evil faery it was workt ...
Bright-eyed & bushy tailed woke not Henry up. Bright though upon his workshop shone a vise central, moved in while ...
With lingering love she gazed at the dispersed Colors of dusk. It pleased her utterly To lose herself in the ...
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