Family Secrets (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Little and big secrets silence, unsharing from shame, for protection blank spots in the telling of our story Carved off ...
Little and big secrets silence, unsharing from shame, for protection blank spots in the telling of our story Carved off ...
Four books of sheep, timid, unsure followers fearful and obtuse about the incredible journey their role, these fishers of men ...
HOWEVER exquisite we BEAUTY find, It satiates sense, and palls upon the mind: Brown bread as well as white must ...
IN life oft ills from self-imprudence spring; As proof, Candaules' story we will bring; In folly's scenes the king was ...
There's a breathless hush on the freeway tonight Beyond the ledges of concrete restaurants fall into dreams with candlelight couples ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
The rain has spoiled the farmer's day; Shall sorrow put my books away? Thereby are two days lost: Nature shall ...
my mother pushed my sister out of the apartment door with an empty suitcase because she kept threatening to run ...
is what we called her. The story was that her father had thrown Drano at her which was probably true, ...
I couldn't touch a stop and turn a screw, And set the blooming world a-work for me, Like such as ...
No idle gold -- since this fine sun, my friend, Is no mean miser, but doth freely spend. No prescious ...
I BIRTHDAY VERSES Dear Aldrich, now November's mellow days Have brought another Festa round to you, You can't refuse a ...
Oh, let me not serve so, as those men serve Whom honour's smokes at once fatten and starve; Poorly enrich't ...
Unto my Books -- so good to turn -- Far ends of tired Days -- It half endears the Abstinence ...
It's thoughts -- and just One Heart -- And Old Sunshine -- about -- Make frugal -- Ones -- Content ...
I The rutted roads are all like iron; skies Are keen and brilliant; only the oak-leaves cling In the bare ...
It goes on being Alexandria still. Just walk a bit along the straight road that ends at the Hippodrome and ...
III. For the Creche Form 8277059, Sub-Section K I remember my mother, the day that we met, A thing I ...
O heart, the equal poise of love's both parts, Big alike with wounds and darts, Live in these conquering leaves; ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Christmass is come and every hearth Makes room to give him welcome now Een want will dry its tears in ...
Sometimes the notes are ferocious, skirmishes against the author raging along the borders of every page in tiny black script. ...
How agreeable it is not to be touring Italy this summer, wandering her cities and ascending her torrid hilltowns. How ...
The meter I had sought to find, perplexed, was ripped from books of "verse" that read like prose. I found ...
In our dainty little kitchen, Where my aproned wife is queen Over all the tin-pan people, In a realm exceeding ...
Everything has its limit, including sorrow. A windowpane stalls a stare. Nor does a grill abandon a leaf. One may ...
Indeed I live in the dark ages! A guileless word is an absurdity. A smooth forehead betokens A hard heart. ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
Grief is fatiguing. He is out of it, the whole humiliating Human round, out of this & that. He made ...
Seedy Henry rose up shy in de world & shaved & swung his barbells, duded Henry up and p.a.'d poor ...
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