Poems about bookstore (12 Poems)
Epilogue To The Breakfast-Table Series (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
AUTOCRAT-PROFESSOR-POET AT A BOOKSTORE Anno Domini 1972 A CRAZY bookcase, placed beforeA low-price dealer’s open door;Therein arrayed in broken rowsA ragged crew of rhyme and prose,The homeless vagrants, waifs, and straysWhose low estate this line betrays(Set forth the lesser birds … Continue reading
Selecting A Reader (Ted Kooser Poem)
First, I would have her be beautiful, and walking carefully up on my poetry at the loneliest moment of an afternoon, her hair still damp at the neck from washing it. She should be wearing a raincoat, an old one, … Continue reading
The Lion For Real (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
“Soyez muette pour moi, Idole contemplative…” I came home and found a lion in my living room Rushed out on the fire escape screaming Lion! Lion! Two stenographers pulled their brunnette hair and banged the window shut I hurried home … Continue reading
Life is Pilgrimage (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Each day a journey one step after another walking in faith life is pilgrimage leading us to God to the call of our Savior into the light entering the courts of heaven following the Christ May 21, 2011 and May … Continue reading
Truth Itself (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Love incarnate truth itself understanding God found in our faith All of the word coming alive revealing God in the wisdom of love May 21, 2011 inspired in part by the book, Companions in Christ: Embracing the Journey Participant’s Book … Continue reading
Our Path to God (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Each person different coming to the Lord our path to God unique, a journey of our mind, our spirit speaking to our hearts guiding our hands and feet leading us onward into the word serving our neighbor love informing sharing … Continue reading
The Image of Journey (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The image of journey to understand our faith the living it out seeing God’s face Walking with him confessing our sin turning from the world picking up our cross Going as we are led hearing our Savior’s voice turning our … Continue reading
Drivebys (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Driveby friendships in the inbetween times the gaps, spaces between classes, lunch, studying caught in line, in the hall, bookstore, library “how’s it going” On the fly “see ya later” Trite, clipped conversation vacuous, guarded when time doesn’t slow to … Continue reading
Drivebys – revised (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Driveby friendships in the inbetween times the gaps, spaces between classes, lunch, studying caught in line, in the hall, bookstore, library on the stairs “how’s it going” On the fly, off the cuff “see ya later” Trite, clipped fluff vacuous, … Continue reading
Part 3 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the dandelion side of the mountain. He was, of course, a Jew, a retired merchant seaman who had been torpedoed in … Continue reading