Within My House (Fay Inchfawn Poems)
First, there's the entrance, narrow, and so small,The hat-stand seems to fill the tiny hall;That staircase, too, has such ...
First, there's the entrance, narrow, and so small,The hat-stand seems to fill the tiny hall;That staircase, too, has such ...
IT should be yours, if I could build The quaint old dwelling I desire, With books and pictures bravely filled ...
Death crossed his threshold yesterdayAnd left the glad voice of his loved one dumb.To him the living now will comeAnd ...
Each star a rung,night comes down the spiralstaircase of the evening.The breeze passes by so very closeas if someone just ...
Translated From the Chinese of Li Po (705-762).The jade staircase is bright with dew.Slowly, this long night, the queen climbs,Letting ...
The little painted angels flit,See, down the narrow staircase, whereThe pink legs flicker over it!Blonde, and bewigged, and winged with ...
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
August First: it was a year ago we drove down from St.-Guilhem-le-Désert to open the house in St. Guiraud rented ...
I woke up, it was the house where I was born, Sea foam splashed against the rock, Not a single ...
(John of the Cross) In a dark night, when the light burning was the burning of love (fortuitous night, fated, ...
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
Just when I thought there wasn't room enough for another thought in my head, I had this great idea-- call ...
I take the long walk up the staircase to my secret room. Today's big news: they found Amelia Earhart's shoe, ...
I take the long walk up the staircase to my secret room. Today's big news: they found Amelia Earhart's shoe, ...
A woman who loves a woman is forever young. The mentor and the student feed off each other. Many a ...
A woman who loves a woman is forever young. The mentor and the student feed off each other. Many a ...
In the upstairs hallway, complacent sunlight stings the walls with gold and translucent almond over Turkish runners betraying patterns faded ...
Something spreading underground won't speak to us under skin won't declare itself not all life-forms want dialogue with the machine-gods ...
All ye good people, afar and near, To my request pray lend an ear; I advise you all without delay ...
Friends of humanity, of high and low degree, I pray ye all come listen to me; And truly I will ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
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