The Summit Redwood (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
Only stand high a long enough time your lightning will come; that is what blunts the peaks of redwoods; But ...
Only stand high a long enough time your lightning will come; that is what blunts the peaks of redwoods; But ...
from late december onwards the day comes back but not till february do we see those glimpses that let us ...
I'll tell you an old-fashioned story That Grandfather used to relate, Of a joiner and building contractor; 'Is name, it ...
This salt-stain spot marks the place where men lay down their heads, back to the bench, and hoist nothing that ...
This slow Day moved along -- I heard its axles go As if they could not hoist themselves They hated ...
Her smile was shaped like other smiles -- The Dimples ran along -- And still it hurt you, as some ...
And all at length are gathered in. --LOUISE BOGAN By the time I came around to feeling pain and woke ...
My Feet they haul me Round the House, They Hoist me up the Stairs; I only have to Steer them, ...
The surly cop looked out at me in sleep insect-like. Guess, who was the insect. I'd asked him in my ...
A MIDDLE-AGE INTERLUDE. ROSA MUNDI; SEU, FULCITE ME FLORIBUS. A CONCEIT OF MASTER GYSBRECHT, CANON-REGULAR OF SAID JODOCUS-BY-THE-BAR, YPRES CITY. ...
I don't know somehow it seems sufficient to see and hear whatever coming and going is, losing the self to ...
The world's not wanton only wild and wavering I wanted to choose words that even you would have to be ...
I am Super Samson Simpson, I'm superlatively strong, I like to carry elephants, I do it all day long, I ...
Even as we speak, there's a smoker's cough from behind the whitethorn hedge: we stop dead in our tracks; a ...
I am stretched out under the lean-to Of an old tobacco-shed On a farm in North Carolina. A cardinal sings ...
'Twas Christmastide in Germany, And in the year of 1850, And in the city of Berlin, which is most beautiful ...
Ye sons of Mars, come list to me, And I will relate to ye A great and heroic naval fight, ...
'Twas in the year of 1900, and on the 5th of June, Lord Roberts entered Pretoria in the afternoon; His ...
'Twas in the village of Ruily there lived a bonnie lass With red, pouting lips which few lasses could surpass, ...
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
A Story of Christmas Eve. Strange that the termagant winds should scold The Christmas Eve so bitterly! But Wife, and ...
What time I paced, at pleasant morn, A deep and dewy wood, I heard a mellow hunting-horn Make dim report ...
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