A Thought or Two on Reading Pomfret’s (James Henry Leigh Hunt Poems)
I have been reading Pomfret's "Choice" this spring, A pretty kind of--sort of--kind of thing, Not much a verse, and ...
I have been reading Pomfret's "Choice" this spring, A pretty kind of--sort of--kind of thing, Not much a verse, and ...
to the memory of my friend SI-YA-U, whose head was cut off in Shanghai A CLAIM Renowned Leonardo's world-famous "La ...
Thou see'st me, Lucia, this year droop; Three zodiacs fill'd more, I shall stoop; Let crutches then provided be To ...
THE tale of the Count our glad song shall record Who had in this castle his dwelling, Where now ye ...
railroad yard in San Jose I wandered desolate in front of a tank factory and sat on a bench near ...
Seeing her young face a little bit dirty her mother tentative wanting to say yes the little stuffed dolly with ...
Watching the weather checking the gear loading the car for the ski trip nothing to fear Down in the shop ...
As we allowed, she moved about the seats from dry bench to wet towels, it didn't seem to matter, chasing ...
There was something about it the way he had things just so, from the start a level, freshly cut boards ...
They were Four, Five, Six and Ten, or if you prefer, they were Green, Yellow, Blue, and Red, their mouths ...
They were quite a pair clash of cultures within these proud Quebecois each speaking a language I don't share with ...
Cup a Joe bench, turned to the sun head cocked to the rays photograys friendly banter warmth on my face ...
A glint of gossamer Single strand, Bowed in the wind Tethered to branch and bench Undulating, snapping Refracting when still ...
(A BALLAD IN THE ANGLO-SAXON TONGUE) When to the dreary greenwood gloam Winfreda's husband strode that day, The fair Winfreda ...
TWO lawyers to their cause so well adhered, A country justice quite confused appeared, By them the facts were rendered ...
A blackbird lands A good beer-barrel A man sits in a cave knitting A theatre in Copenhagen Abask the sea-wall ...
This salt-stain spot marks the place where men lay down their heads, back to the bench, and hoist nothing that ...
Myself was formed -- a Carpenter -- An unpretending time My Plane -- and I, together wrought Before a Builder ...
For months on end the pumpkins lay at peace, their parent vines had all but browned and died although a ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
The murkiness of the local garage is not so dense that you cannot make out the calendar of pinup drawings ...
It's too nice a day to read a novel set in England. We're within inches of the perfect distance from ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
That second time they hunted me From hill to plain, from shore to sea, And Austria, hounding far and wide ...
I see you drinking at a fountain with tiny blue hands, no, your hands are not tiny they are small, ...
Two lovers, here at the corner, by the steeple, Two lovers blow together like music blowing: And the crowd dissolves ...
I The bitterness. the misery, the wretchedness of childhood Put me out of love with God. I can't believe in ...
The little park planted in memory of a boy who fell in the war begins to resemble him as he ...
God has pity on kindergarten children, He pities school children -- less. But adults he pities not at all. He ...
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