A Birthday (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
Beneath the blaze of a tropical sun the mountain peaks are the Thrones of Frost, through the absence of objects ...
As some vast Tropic tree, itself a wood, That crests its Head with clouds, beneath the flood Feeds its deep ...
My pensive SARA ! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is To sit beside ...
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
(Composed at Clevedon, Somersetshire) My pensive Sara! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is ...
There was a man who lived a life of fire. Even upon the fabric of time, Where purple becomes orange ...
The Baker's Tale They roused him with muffins--they roused him with ice-- They roused him with mustard and cress-- They ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
The name of the author is the first to go followed obediently by the title, the plot, the heartbreaking conclusion, ...
A rhinestone skein, a jeweled brocade of light,- the city is a garment stretched so thin her festive colors bleed ...
I, too, have stood paralyzed at the helm watching onrushing, inevitable disaster. I too have felt sweat (or ecstatic tears) ...
The opposite seeks the opposite and the drop of black grows within white until turning white into black and conversely ...
Passer-by, these are words. But instead of reading I want you to listen: to this frail Voice like that of ...
Writing from Boston, where sky is simply property, a flourish topping crowds of condos and historic real estate, I'm trying ...
Methinks in Him there dwells alway A sea of laughter very deep, Where the leviathans leap, And little children play, ...
I know it's a bad title but I'm giving it to myself as a gift on a day nearly canceled ...
I Hot through Troy's ruin Menelaus broke To Priam's palace, sword in hand, to sate On that adulterous whore a ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
I shall go away To the brown hills, the quiet ones, The vast, the mountainous, the rolling, Sun-fired and drowsy! ...
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 ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
A tiger comes to mind. The twilight here Exalts the vast and busy Library And seems to set the bookshelves ...
I'M like some king in whose corrupted veins Flows ag?d blood; who rules a land of rains; Who, young in ...
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