The Withdrawal (Robert Lowell Poem)
1 Only today and just for this minute, when the sunslant finds its true angle, you can see yellow and ...
1 Only today and just for this minute, when the sunslant finds its true angle, you can see yellow and ...
Late arrival, no One would think of blaming you For hesitating so. Who, setting his hand to knock At a ...
I can't ridge it back again from char. Not one board left. Only ash a cat explores and shattered glass ...
Train. Distant Train. Praise the glorious distance of Train. Dogs bark, reply to the mournful echo of Train's whistle. Train ...
Elizabeth, Mary, Anna three wise women believing in the Christ long before the men not from the east not traveling ...
The first candle, one candle glowing, beginning the season waiting for the Christ Sharing the flame faint but burning preparing ...
Entering the holy of holies the priest struck dumb by his disbelief given voice upon his birth a messenger, a ...
God, love, incarnate the birth of Christ his arrival, loving coming to earth no room in the inn, for the ...
They came to him, where he was at the news of his arrival in this deserted place All needed to ...
There was a smile waiting for me on my arrival, taking a break a smile waiting for me at the ...
The approach, the coming, the hoping for the coming of the King, into our hearts as He came into the ...
A people waiting, hoping, believing in their covenant with God with the many blessings given by God by the hope ...
Dawn on the lake The world is still. Water like a mirror. Land and water blur. Bold bright colors in ...
Uncle Ray! Uncle Ray! Uncle Ray's here! Excited voices, Greeting my arrival home. Shouts of my Nieces and nephews, Bearing ...
The mountain brook sung lonesomelike, and loitered on its way Ez if it waited for a child to jine it ...
A blackbird lands A good beer-barrel A man sits in a cave knitting A theatre in Copenhagen Abask the sea-wall ...
for tess Tonight there's a crowd in my head: all the things you are not yet. You are words without ...
Departure At last, I'm leaving the familiar roof! I'm undeterred by rain and wind. This presentation should be quite a ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
The rest of us watch from beyond the fence as the woman moves with her jagged stride into her pain ...
ah, christ, what a CREW: more poetry, always more P O E T R Y . if it doesn't come, ...
Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels' hierarchies? and even if one of them suddenly pressed ...
Interior of the hand. Sole that has come to walk only on feelings. That faces upward and in its mirror ...
Love set you going like a fat gold watch. The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry Took its ...
My dog has died. I buried him in the garden next to a rusted old machine. Some day I'll join ...
"My propositions serve as elucidations in the following way: anyone who understands them eventually recognizes them as nonsensical, when he ...
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