The Intruder (Carolyn Kizer Poem)
My mother-- preferring the strange to the tame: Dove-note, bone marrow, deer dung, Frog's belly distended with finny young, Leaf-mould ...
My mother-- preferring the strange to the tame: Dove-note, bone marrow, deer dung, Frog's belly distended with finny young, Leaf-mould ...
We have tested and tasted too much, lover- Through a chink too wide there comes in no wonder. But here ...
1903 Lived a woman wonderful, (May the Lord amend her!) Neither simple, kind, nor true, But her Pagan beauty drew ...
1903 After Boer War Duly with knees that feign to quake-- Bent head and shaded brow,-- Yet once again, for ...
1917 They shall not return to us, the resolute, the young, The eager and whole-hearted whom we gave: But the ...
Read here: This is the story of Evarra -- man -- Maker of Gods in lands beyond the sea. Because ...
I am like a pelican of the wilderness: I am like an owl of the desert. I watch, and am ...
O Sacred Providence, who from end to end Strongly and sweetly movest! shall I write, And not of thee, through ...
The harbingers are come. See, see their mark; White is their colour, and behold my head. But must they have ...
He that is filthy let him be filthy still. Rev. 22.11 Like John on Patmos, brooding on the Four Last ...
A piece of bone, found at Trondhjem in 1901, with the following runic inscription (about A.D. 1050) cut on it: ...
He that is filthy let him be filthy still. Rev. 22.11 Like John on Patmos, brooding on the Four Last ...
The piper coming from far away is you With a whitewash brush for a sporran Wobbling round you, a kitchen ...
I was six when I first saw kittens drown. Dan Taggart pitched them, 'the scraggy wee shits', Into a bucket; ...
Millions of babies watching the skies Bellies swollen, with big round eyes On Jessore Road--long bamboo huts Noplace to shit ...
A NEIGHBOR of mine in the village Likes to tell how one spring When she was a girl on the ...
I In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, ...
The dung was recent, not an event unusual in itself but difficult to explain of cows grazing the other side ...
Have pity ! show no pity ! Those eyes that send such shivers Into my ...
Have pity ! show no pity ! Those eyes that send such shivers Into my ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
The Grower of Trees, the gardener, the man born to farming, whose hands reach into the ground and sprout to ...
The brown enormous odor he lived by was too close, with its breathing and thick hair, for him to judge. ...
At four o'clock in the gun-metal blue dark we hear the first crow of the first cock just below the ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
YE Irish lords, ye knights an' squires, Wha represent our brughs an' shires, An' doucely manage our affairs In parliament, ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
he drank wine all night of the 28th, and he kept thinking of her: the way she walked and talked ...
what i liked about e.e. cummings was that he cut away from the holiness of the word and with charm ...
I am lived. I am died. I was two-leafed three times, and grazed, but then I was stemmed and multiplied, ...
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