Festus – XLIII (Philip James Bailey Poems)
Ill, now released,Reckless of late discomfiture, as headOf human strife 'gainst heaven, God's ends world--wide,Inapt to appreciate, as his woeful ...
Ill, now released,Reckless of late discomfiture, as headOf human strife 'gainst heaven, God's ends world--wide,Inapt to appreciate, as his woeful ...
Higher than the handsomest hotel The lucent comb shows up for miles, but see, All round it close-ribbed streets rise ...
IN that so temperate Soil Arcadia nam'd, For fertile Pasturage by Poets fam'd; Stands a steep Hill, whose lofty jetting ...
The piper coming from far away is you With a whitewash brush for a sporran Wobbling round you, a kitchen ...
Our lives alone, apart separately live out within these walls of stone no others can get in The psalm, the ...
A stark image on the screen a cluster of hangmen, black hoods, hiding their faces the guilty unhooded, ready to ...
And I start wondering how they came to be blind. If it was congenital, they could be brothers and sister, ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
Days that cannot bring you near or will not, Distance trying to appear something more obstinate, argue argue argue with ...
The moon lies on the river like a drop of oil. The children come to the banks to be healed ...
You ask me how to pray to someone who is not. All I know is that prayer constructs a velvet ...
The history of my stupidity would fill many volumes. Some would be devoted to acting against consciousness, Like the flight ...
The alder shudders in the April winds off the moon. No one is awake and yet sunlight streams across the ...
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