How Did You Meet Your Wife? (Richard Jones Poem)
Swimming the English Channel, struggling to make it to Calais, I swam into Laura halfway across. My body oiled for ...
Swimming the English Channel, struggling to make it to Calais, I swam into Laura halfway across. My body oiled for ...
The man who stands above the bird, his knife Sharp as a Turkish scimitar, first removes A thigh and leg, ...
In this evil year, autumn comes early... I walk by night in the field, alone, the rain clatters, The wind ...
My Pillow gazes upon me at night Empty as a gravestone; I never thought it would be so bitter To ...
The old woman across the way is whipping the boy again and shouting to the neighborhood her goodness and his ...
I Jesús, Estrella, Esperanza, Mercy: Sails flashing to the wind like weapons, sharks following the moans the fever and the ...
the red man says hello the green tree says i'm here all grown-ups are sleeping only the children hear decorations ...
All this was written on the next day's list. On which the busyness unfurled its cursive roots, pale but effective, ...
The tempest calmed after bending the branches of the trees and leaning heavily upon the grain in the field. The ...
In the reading, the story of his ministry how he came to return to the home of his youth Going ...
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
It snowed in spring on earth so dry and warm The flakes could find no landing place to form. Hordes ...
There were only a few of them In all the earth Each one thought he was alone They sang, they ...
I Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
Over the terminal, the arms and chest of the god brightened by snow. Formerly mercury, formerly silver, surface yellowed by ...
My work, I'm very careful about it, and I love it. But today I'm discouraged by how slowly it's going. ...
To the tune of "Like a Dream" I always remember the sunset over the pavilion by the river, so tipsy ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman When the world itself looked exhausted, revolving round the sun; when a bumble-bee sounded tired of humming ...
SOME have won a wild delight, By daring wilder sorrow; Could I gain thy love to-night, I'd hazard death to-morrow. ...
The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mateless play; ...
AMONGST THE HIGHLY PLACED It is considered low to talk about food. The fact is: they have Already eaten. The ...
In anguish of my heart replete with woes, And wasting pains, which best my body knows, In tossing slumbers on ...
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, ...
Of what she said to me that night-no matter. The strange thing came next day. My brain was full of ...
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura ch? la diritta via era smarrita . ...
Lo giorno se n'andava, e l'aere bruno toglieva li animai che sono in terra da le fatiche loro; e io ...
Per me si va ne la citt? dolente, per me si va ne l'etterno dolore, per me si va tra ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
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