Dream Song 94: Ill lay he long, upon this last return (John Berryman Poem)
Ill lay he long, upon this last return, unvisited. The doctors put everything in the hospital into reluctant Henry and ...
Ill lay he long, upon this last return, unvisited. The doctors put everything in the hospital into reluctant Henry and ...
The greens of the Ganges delta foliate. Of heartless youth made late aware he pled: Brownies, please come. To Henry ...
If we sang in the wood (and Death is a German expert) while snows flies, chill, after so frequent knew ...
Hell is empty. O that has come to pass which the cut Alexandrian foresaw, and Hell is empty. Lightning fell ...
The weather was fine. They took away his teeth, white & helpful; bothered his backhand; halved his green hair. They ...
That dark brown rabbit, lightness in his ears & underneath, gladdened our afternoon munching a crab-'. That rabbit was a ...
There sat down, once, a thing on Henry's heart só heavy, if he had a hundred years & more, & ...
Henry in Ireland to Bill underground: Rest well, who worked so hard, who made a good sound constantly, for so ...
In a blue series towards his sleepy eyes they slid like wonder, women tall & small, of every shape & ...
A hemorrhage of his left ear of Good Fridayâ?" so help me Jesusâ?"then made funny too the other, further one. ...
I. June was not over Though past the fall, And the best of her roses Had yet to blow, When ...
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was ...
Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews -- sons mine -- ah God, ...
What is he buzzing in my ears? "Now that I come to die, Do I view the world as a ...
MY lov'd, my honour'd, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish ...
either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when i was a young man I felt these things were dumb,unsophisticated. ...
From Brooklyn, over the Brooklyn Bridge, on this fine morning, please come flying. In a cloud of fiery pale chemicals, ...
The state with the prettiest name, the state that floats in brackish water, held together by mangrave roots that bear ...
Inheritance. I wasn't raised to call myself Black, Indian, Chinese-- "You're human," said my parents. That was all. By the ...
LEAVE me a little while alone, Here at his grave that still is strown With crumbling flower and wreath; The ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
Round white clouds roll slowly above the housetops, Over the clear red roofs they flow and pass. A flock of ...
More towers must yet be built-more towers destroyed- Great rocks hoisted in air; And he must seek his bread in ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
How could I love you more? I would give up Even that beauty I have loved too well That I ...
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