Sword Blades and Poppy Seed (Amy Lowell Poem)
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
(1) the ordinary you are not interested in me a receiver of food and a giver of shit my brain ...
I hope my good old asshole holds out 60 years it's been mostly OK Tho in Bolivia a fissure operation ...
I walked on the banks of the tincan banana dock and sat down under the huge shade of a Southern ...
Oh man! Nothing Mom and Dad were away; I had such big plans Four kinds of ice cream, scooped, melting ...
Deep into summer July green sky, dark clouds late afternoon wet ivy under the canopy up the two-story elm clinging, ...
It was black, 3-speed, bought with paper route money and it had a banana seat. How proud I was of ...
He was a real lady killer a women's man for sure an entomologist in training he had fruit flies growing, ...
Go, Cupid, and my sweetheart tell I love her well. Yes, though she tramples on my heart And rends that ...
Stairstep music: ups, downs, Bill Robinson smiling, jazzdancing the rounds. She raised champagne lips, danced inside banana hips. All Paris ...
In his travels he comes to a bridge made entirely of bones. Before crossing he writes a letter to his ...
You may have heard a dumb-ass claim that Katrina, a hurricane, is to blame for current stress upon our fiscal ...
Every month or so, Sundays, we walked the line, The limit and the boundary. Past the sweet gum Superb above ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
Those villages stricken with the melancholia of Sunday, in all of whose ocher streets one dog is sleeping those volcanoes ...
I HAVE ransacked the encyclopedias And slid my fingers among topics and titles Looking for you. And the answer comes ...
to Robert Hass and in memory of Elliot Gilbert Slow dulcimer, gavotte and bow, in autumn, Bashõ and his friends ...
I am Ebenezer Bleezer, I run BLEEZER'S ICE CREAM STORE, there are flavors in my freezer you have never seen ...
Sprawl is the quality of the man who cut down his Rolls-Royce into a farm utility truck, and sprawl is ...
Let us not talk philosophy, drop it, Jeanne. So many words, so much paper, who can stand it. I told ...
The ship that took my mother to Ellis Island Eighty-three years ago was named "The Mercy." She remembers trying to ...
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