Senlin: His Cloudy Destiny (Conrad Aiken Poem)
1 Senlin sat before us and we heard him. He smoked his pipe before us and we saw him. Was ...
1 Senlin sat before us and we heard him. He smoked his pipe before us and we saw him. Was ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
I. Moonlight silvers the tops of trees, Moonlight whitens the lilac shadowed wall And through the evening fall, Clearly, as ...
Southeast, and storm, and every weathervane shivers and moans upon its dripping pin, ragged on chimneys the cloud whips, the ...
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
When I knew, it was raining. Winter in decline. I was tired. You in your soaked shirt diffused into the ...
The yard half a yard, half a lake blue as a corpse. The lake will tell things you long to ...
In Sussex here, by shingle and by sand, Flat fields and farmsteads in their wind-blown trees, The shallow tide-wave courses ...
Good-bye, good-bye to Summer! For Summer's nearly done; The garden smiling faintly, Cool breezes in the sun; Our Thrushes now ...
The Boy from his bedroom-window Look'd over the little town, And away to the bleak black upland Under a clouded ...
Little Cowboy, what have you heard, Up on the lonely rath's green mound? Only the plaintive yellow bird Sighing in ...
I'm glad I am alive, to see and feel The full deliciousness of this bright day, That's like a heart ...
I thought it was the little bed I slept in long ago; A straight white curtain at the head, And ...
Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born; Go where I may, I'll think of you, as sure as ...
The vast and solemn company of clouds Around the Sun's death, lit, incarnadined, Cool into ashy wan; as Night enshrouds ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
Come, thrust your hands in the warm earth And feel her strength through all your veins; Breathe her full odors, ...
O lesson well and wisely taught Stay with me to the last, That all my life may better be For ...
Brighter shone the golden shadows; On the cool wind softly came The low, sweet tones of happy flowers, Singing little ...
Oh! a bare, brown rock Stood up in the sea, The waves at its feet Dancing merrily. A little bubble ...
Per me si va ne la citt? dolente, per me si va ne l'etterno dolore, per me si va tra ...
The day returns again, my natal day; What mix'd emotions with the Thought arise! Beloved friend, four years have pass'd ...
The reeds give way to the wind and give the wind away (A. R. Ammons)
This is just a place: we go around, distanced, yearly in a star's atmosphere, turning daily into and out of ...
The reason to be autonomous is to stand there, a cleared instrument, ready to act, to search the moral realm ...
So I said I am Ezra and the wind whipped my throat gaming for the sounds of my voice I ...
Fall fell: so that's it for the leaf poetry: some flurries have whitened the edges of roads and lawns: time ...
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
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