Potions (Yusef Komunyakaa Poem)
The old woman made mint Candy for the children Who'd bolt through her front door, Silhouettes of the great blue ...
The old woman made mint Candy for the children Who'd bolt through her front door, Silhouettes of the great blue ...
Ere the seamer bore him Eastward, Sleary was engaged to marry An attractive girl at Tunbridge, whom he called "my ...
Shadow puppets on the wall. Dark carbon copies of what a furnished room bares. Into a black covered mirror, my ...
After Joseph Roth Parce que c'était lui; parce que c'était moi. Montaigne, De L'amitië The dream's forfeit was a night ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
When I am in New York, I like to drop around at night, To visit with my honest, genial friends, ...
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
WHEN Venus and Hypocrisy combine, Oft pranks are played that show a deep design; Men are but men, and friars ...
A CERTAIN pious rector (John his name), But little preached, except when vintage came; And then no preparation he required ...
IN life oft ills from self-imprudence spring; As proof, Candaules' story we will bring; In folly's scenes the king was ...
YOUR name with ev'ry pleasure here I place, The last effusions of my muse to grace. O charming Phillis! may ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: ...
Who gave thee, O Beauty! The keys of this breast, Too credulous lover Of blest and unblest? Say when in ...
I THE WINTER evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways. Six o'clock. The burnt-out ends of smoky days. ...
In Ionia whence sprang old poets' fame, From whom that sea did first derive her name, The blessed bed whereon ...
Fair stood the wind for France When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
Two Travellers perishing in Snow The Forests as they froze Together heard them strengthening Each other with the words That ...
The Night was wide, and furnished scant With but a single Star -- That often as a Cloud it met ...
The Admirations -- and Contempts -- of time -- Show justest -- through an Open Tomb -- The Dying -- ...
In silent night when rest I took For sorrow near I did not look I waked was with thund'ring noise ...
In silent night when rest I took, For sorrow near I did not look, I waken'd was with thund'ring noise ...
Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I build, Bidding my organ obey, calling its keys to their work, ...
I. Gr-r-r---there go, my heart's abhorrence! Water your damned flower-pots, do! If hate killed men, Brother Lawrence, God's blood, would ...
Wherever the dead are there they are and Nothing more. But you and I can expect To see angels in ...
Jack Honest was only eight years of age when his father died, And by the death of his father, Mrs ...
My banks are all furnished with rags, So thick, even Freddy can't thin 'em; I've torn up my old money-bags, ...
furnished rooms, flats, a hayloft, a tent, motels, under a table, under an overturned rowboat, in a villa (briefly) but ...
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