Moth Collectors (Chris Jones Poem)
When our moggy brings in moths, she squeaks through the kitchen, tips between her teeth, and scoots upstairs to scuff ...
When our moggy brings in moths, she squeaks through the kitchen, tips between her teeth, and scoots upstairs to scuff ...
THIS is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main,-- The venturous bark that flings On the ...
The bloom almost ready the petals yet to unfurl The crocus, cobalt, nascent up through the soil The leaves at ...
Day by day the seed grows taller and taller climbing toward the sun ants and beetles nibble, shred the leaves ...
GOD save the Rights of Man! Give us a heart to scan Blessings so dear: Let them be spread around ...
'O WHICH is the last rose?' A blossom of no name. At midnight the snow came; At daybreak a vast ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Omaha, Nebraska They do not sleep nights but stand between rows of glowing corn and cabbages grown on acres past ...
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
THE LAMP of day, with-ill presaging glare, Dim, cloudy, sank beneath the western wave; Th' inconstant blast howl'd thro' the ...
FINTRY, my stay in wordly strife, Friend o' my muse, friend o' my life, Are ye as idle's I am? ...
One day people will touch and talk perhaps easily, And loving be natural as breathing and warm as sunlight, And ...
Now warm with ministerial ire, Fierce sallied forth our loyal 'Squire, And on his striding steps attends His desperate clan ...
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound' Said Ida; 'let us ...
The Muse is stern unto her favoured sons, Giving to some the keys of all the joy Of the green ...
I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the ...
I The everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its rapid waves, Now dark--now glittering--now reflecting gloom-- ...
PART I O! nothing earthly save the ray (Thrown back from flowers) of Beauty's eye, As in those gardens where ...
Let Erin remember the days of old, Ere her faithless sons betray'd her; When Malachi wore the collar of gold, ...
'Tis gone, and for ever, the light we saw breaking, Like Heaven's first dawn o'er the sleep of the dead ...
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