The Precinct. Rochester (Amy Lowell Poem)
The tall yellow hollyhocks stand, Still and straight, With their round blossoms spread open, In the quiet sunshine. And still ...
The tall yellow hollyhocks stand, Still and straight, With their round blossoms spread open, In the quiet sunshine. And still ...
I How the slates of the roof sparkle in the sun, over there, over there, beyond the high wall! How ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet, Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the ...
heeley (sheffield) autumn 1988 dodging the broken bottles dog-shit the pavement spew i wheel my young son matthew through the ...
OLD age is courteous--no one more: For time after time he knocks at the door, But nobody says, "Walk in, ...
Layers of memory a row of cups before him like Christ in the garden submitting to God in turn taking ...
Like a child at Christmas eyes filled with wonder perhaps shaking the box a time or two Opening the gift ...
Ours to accept or to reject the gift of God's grace we may answer when he knocks or ignore his ...
In breaking bread sharing another supper Christ revealed in the simple act, again of blessing and breaking the bread Walking ...
No matter the costs the price we may pay torture is always wrong this is where we must stand Our ...
When He knocks, when you hear his voice on the outside of the door the outside of your life, your ...
"Willis, I didn't want you here to-day: The lawyer's coming for the company. I'm going to sell my soul, or, ...
Where every bird is bold to go And bees abashless play, The foreigner before he knocks Must thrust the tears ...
A Deed knocks first at Thought And then -- it knocks at Will -- That is the manufacturing spot And ...
Dear March -- Come in -- How glad I am -- I hoped for you before -- Put down your ...
not on my lips look for your mouth, not in front of the gate for the stranger, not in the ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
Children running into izba, Calling father, dripping sweat: "Daddy, daddy! come -- there is a Deadman caught inside our net." ...
I have done it again. One year in every ten I manage it---- A sort of walking miracle, my skin ...
The day you died I went into the dirt, Into the lightless hibernaculum Where bees, striped black and gold, sleep ...
There are cemeteries that are lonely, graves full of bones that do not make a sound, the heart moving through ...
The street filled with tomatoes, midday, summer, light is halved like a tomato, its juice runs through the streets. In ...
Oh, thou demon Drink, thou fell destroyer; Thou curse of society, and its greatest annoyer. What hast thou done to ...
'Tis Christmas weather, and a country house Receives us: rooms are full: we can but get An attic-crib. Such lovers ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
(Being a Chant of the American Soap-Box and the Russian Revolution.) O market square, O slattern place, Is glory in ...
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