Hidden Things (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
Let them not seek to discover who I was from all that I have done and said. An obstacle was ...
Let them not seek to discover who I was from all that I have done and said. An obstacle was ...
1/ Genius is not a generous thing In return it charges more interest than any amount of royalties can cover ...
John Grubby who was short and stout And troubled with religious doubt, Refused about the age of three To sit ...
Last night I drove a car not knowing how to drive not owning a car I drove and knocked down ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
The door it opened slowly, my father he came in, I was nine years old. And he stood so tall ...
(After Lorca) Now in Vienna there are ten pretty women. There's a shoulder where death comes to cry. There's a ...
Hast thou a charm to stay the morning-star In his steep course? So long he seems to pause On thy ...
Now it is time to say what you have to say. The room is quiet. The whirring fan has been ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman The scene lacked for the manifestation characteristic of a scene. though the scene was promised a revealing ...
Every month or so, Sundays, we walked the line, The limit and the boundary. Past the sweet gum Superb above ...
Comrades, many a year and day Have fled since that glorious 9th of May When we made the charge at ...
"When I hit her on the head, it was good, and then I did it to her a couple of ...
Ophelia puked hourly dawn till dusk, retching mucous slobber, then spewing air. Scum that I am, I never stopped thinking ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
The boat ploughed on. Now Alcatraz was past And all the grey waves flamed to red again At the dead ...
We stopped at perfect days and got out of the car. The wind glanced at her hair. It was as ...
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
They pointed me out on the highway, and they said 'That man has a curious way of holding his head.' ...
I. That was I, you heard last night, When there rose no moon at all, Nor, to pierce the strained ...
Christ God who savest man, save most Of men Count Gismond who saved me! Count Gauthier, when he chose his ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. THE FLOWER'S NAME Here's the garden she walked across, Arm in my arm, such a short while since: Hark, ...
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
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