The Fruit Shop (Amy Lowell Poem)
Cross-ribboned shoes; a muslin gown, High-waisted, girdled with bright blue; A straw poke bonnet which hid the frown She pluckered ...
Cross-ribboned shoes; a muslin gown, High-waisted, girdled with bright blue; A straw poke bonnet which hid the frown She pluckered ...
Now comes the evening of the mind. Here are the fireflies twitching in the blood; Here is the shadow moving ...
Cherry-ripe: dark sweet burlats, scarlet reverchons firm-fleshed and tart in the mouth bigarreaux, peach-and-white napoléons as the harvest moves north ...
peaches exude this thrall - reminders of those luscious whereabouts that lips best find their precious sips to cry let ...
I imagine them walking down rocky paths toward me, strong, Italian women returning at dusk from fields where they worked ...
What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt Whit- man, for I walked down the sidestreets under the trees with ...
Bound by the season the layers of fruit when I am making the salad but making it work Layers to ...
You could see the signs which said that possums came at night and fed upon this tree, they left their ...
In a dream I meet my dead friend. He has, I know, gone long and far, and yet he is ...
Next, then, the peacock, gilt With all its feathers. Look, what gorgeous dyes Flow in the eyes! And how deep, ...
IN Tarbolton, ye ken, there are proper young men, And proper young lasses and a', man; But ken ye the ...
Speaking of sunsets, last night's was shocking. I mean, sunsets aren't supposed to frighten you, are they? Well, this one ...
Speaking of sunsets, last night's was shocking. I mean, sunsets aren't supposed to frighten you, are they? Well, this one ...
I O THOU, that sit'st upon a throne, With harp of high majestic tone, To praise the King of kings; ...
Hot digitty dog! Now, ain't it queer, I've been abroad for over a year; Seen a helluva lot since then, ...
She risked her all, they told me, bravely sinking The pinched economies of thirty years; And there the little shop ...
RUM tiddy um, tiddy um, tiddy um tum tum. My knees are loose-like, my feet want to sling their selves. ...
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, ...
There's blood between us, love, my love, There's father's blood, there's brother's blood, And blood's a bar I cannot pass. ...
Eupatius thought: "Give him a thousand horses, a thousand bridles of eloquent gold. Wash his feet, feed him well, show ...
A man roams the streets with a basket of freestone peaches hollering, "Peaches, peaches, yellow freestone peaches for sale." My ...
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