Meeting History (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Expectantly, asking where she was She was eight, at that point, in that year my long-dead ancestor alive again in ...
Expectantly, asking where she was She was eight, at that point, in that year my long-dead ancestor alive again in ...
My wife shared with me new candles votives to replace those used up Suddenly I was six, maybe eight certainly ...
Eight silent canoes Pushed off onto the still waters At 2am on a July night. The full moon and stars ...
He prowled the room Around the table Intent Focused Body bent, contorted To make this shot and the next, already ...
Eight straight ain't it great A nation in joy because of our boys Won in strong fashion with luck, pitching ...
Away down East where I was reared amongst my Yankee kith, There used to live a pretty girl whose name ...
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
WHEN Cupid with his dart, would hearts assail, The rampart most secure is not the VEIL; A husband better will ...
THOSE who in fables deal, bestow at ease Both names and titles, freely as they please. It costs them scarcely ...
At the end there were straws in her glove compartment, I'd split them open to taste the familiar bitter residue, ...
Out walking in the frozen swamp one gray day I paused and said, 'I will turn back from here. No, ...
On Jubilee Day the Ramsbottoms Invited relations to tea, Including young Albert's grandmother- An awkward old . . party, was ...
When Sam Small retired from the Army He'd a pension of ninepence a day, And seven pounds fourteen and twopence ...
When Sam Small joined the regiment, 'E were no' but a raw recruit, And they marched 'im away one wint'ry ...
I'll tell you the tale of an old country pub As fancied itself up to date, It had the word ...
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro' the house, Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The ...
Bustopher Jones is not skin and bones-- In fact, he's remarkably fat. He doesn't haunt pubs--he has eight or nine ...
Here on the slopes of hills, facing the dusk and the cannon of time Close to the gardens of broken ...
Not, exactly, green: closer to bronze preserved in kind brine, something retrieved from a Greco-Roman wreck, patinated and oddly muscular. ...
There were some worthy places where we could escape, avoid the heavy weight of living in a densely peopled space; ...
A young man, twenty eight years old, on a vessel from Tenos, Emes arrived at this Syrian harbor with the ...
Here lies, whom hound did ne'er pursue, Nor swiftewd greyhound follow, Whose foot ne'er tainted morning dew, Nor ear heard ...
Written when the news arrived. Toll for the brave! The brave that are no more! All sunk beneath the wave ...
"I will arise and go unto my father" MALKUTH Dark, dark all dark! I cower, I cringe. ...
"I will arise and go unto my father" MALKUTH Dark, dark all dark! I cower, I cringe. ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
I How warm this woodland wild Recess ! Love surely hath been breathing here ; And this sweet bed of ...
Once riding in old Baltimore, Heart-filled, head-filled with glee; I saw a Baltimorean Keep looking straight at me. Now I ...
The Beaver's Lesson They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; ...
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