The Cremona Violin (Amy Lowell Poem)
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Did the people of Viet Nam use lanterns of stone? Did they hold ceremonies to reverence the opening of buds? ...
Miss Murphy in first grade wrote its name in chalk across the board and told us it was roaring down ...
In the shabby train no seat is vacant. The child in the ripped mask Sprawls undisturbed in the waste Of ...
'My father still reads the dictionary every day. He says your life depends on your power to master words.' Arthur ...
to the memory of my friend SI-YA-U, whose head was cut off in Shanghai A CLAIM Renowned Leonardo's world-famous "La ...
The mahogany table-top you smashed Had been the broad plank top Of my mother's heirloom sideboard- Mapped with the scars ...
for a man whose eyes till now were a bed of rock whose hands were drier than deserts the sea's ...
(i) introduction his home in ruins his parents gone frederick seeks to reclaim his throne to the golden mountain he ...
I In the depths of the Greyhound Terminal sitting dumbly on a baggage truck looking at the sky waiting for ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
Of all the opry-houses then obtaining in the West The one which Milton Tootle owned was, by all odds, the ...
Memory: I can take my head and strike it on a wall on Cumberland Island Where the night tide came ...
A tale that the poet Rückert told To German children, in days of old; Disguised in a random, rollicking rhyme ...
They spoke of Progress spiring round, Of light and Mrs Humphrey Ward-- It is not true to say I frowned, ...
The cruelty of P. L. Brown- (He had ten toes as good as mine) Was known to every one in ...
On waters, spread without end, Dressed with the sunset so purple, It sings and prophesies for land, Unable to lift ...
either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when i was a young man I felt these things were dumb,unsophisticated. ...
By the far Samoan shore, Where the league-long rollers pour All the wash of the Pacific on the coral-guarded bay, ...
A lot of us were on the bark: Some framed a sail for windy weather, The others strongly and together ...
With Homer you conversed alone for days and nights, Our waiting hours were passing slowly, And shining you came down ...
The Orange bears with soft friendly eyes Who played with me when I was ten, Christ, before I'd left home ...
"He ought to be home," said the old man, "without there's something amiss. He only went to the Two-mile -- ...
Past one o'clock. You must have gone to bed. The Milky Way streams silver through the night. I'm in no ...
My father and mother, my brother and sister and I, with uncle Pat, our dour best-loved uncle, had set out ...
Ye landsmen, all pray list to me, While I relate a terrible tale of the sea, Concerning the screw steamer ...
--The Carpathian Frontier, October, 1968 --for my brother Once, in a foreign country, I was suddenly ill. I was driving ...
When Bryan speaks, the town's a hive. From miles around, the autos drive. The sparrow chirps. The rooster crows. The ...
(A Poem Game.) I "Down cellar," said the cricket, "Down cellar," said the cricket, "Down cellar," said the cricket, "I ...
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