The End Of The Weekend (Anthony Hecht Poem)
A dying firelight slides along the quirt Of the cast iron cowboy where he leans Against my father's books. The ...
A dying firelight slides along the quirt Of the cast iron cowboy where he leans Against my father's books. The ...
O my chief good, How shall I measure out thy blood? How shall I count what thee befell, And each ...
Pure fasted faces draw unto this feast: God comes all sweetness to your Lenten lips. You striped in secret with ...
Scobble for whoredom whips his wife and cries He'll slit her nose; but blubbering she replies, "Good sir, make no ...
He loved her and she loved him His kisses sucked out her whole past and future or tried to He ...
When a man starts out with nothing, When a man starts out with his hands Empty, but clean, When a ...
Hold hard, Ned! Lift me down once more, and lay me in the shade. Old man, you've had your work ...
Shall I move the flowers again? Shall I put them further to the left into the light? Win that fix ...
For me, the naked and the nude (By lexicographers construed As synonyms that should express The same deficiency of dress ...
He must have anguished suffered so greatly not just the insults the whips the crown of thorns even the cross ...
The king, our savior our brother down to earth walking as we do in the dust and dirt Hearing the ...
I guess it was a boy thing. Eight years old and never never had she experienced, never created, willow whips ...
Little bits of memories, most over forty years old bouncing up against one another spilling into my present consciousness a ...
To tag, or not to tag: that is the problem: Whether 'tis nobler in the whole to endure The slings ...
I LATELY vowed to leave the nuns alone, So oft their freaks have in my page been shown. The subject ...
NO better Dog e'er kept his Master's Door Than honest Snarl, who spar'd nor Rich nor Poor; But gave the ...
Tis true of courage I'm no mistress No Boadicia nor Thalestriss Nor shall I e'er be famed hereafter For such ...
Lancaster bore him--such a little town, Such a great man. It doesn't see him often Of late years, though he ...
I was a 20 year old unemployed receptionist with dyed orange dreadlocks sprouting out of my skull. I needed a ...
Trees in groves, Kine in droves, In ocean sport the scaly herds, Wedge-like cleave the air the birds, To northern ...
The priest never used blueprints, but worked all the many designs out of his head. Father Wilerus, transplanted Alsatian, built ...
Praise the good-tempered summer and the red cardinal that jumps like a hot coal off the track. Praise the heavy ...
The West Village by then was changing; before long the rundown brownstones at its farthest edge would have slipped into ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Jupiter Mars P Moon VENEZIA, "May" 19"th", 1910. Jupiter's foursquare blaze of gold and blue Rides on the moon, a ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Jupiter Mars P Moon VENEZIA, "May" 19"th", 1910. Jupiter's foursquare blaze of gold and blue Rides on the moon, a ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
Southeast, and storm, and every weathervane shivers and moans upon its dripping pin, ragged on chimneys the cloud whips, the ...
I. I stand on the mark beside the shore Of the first white pilgrim's bended knee, Where exile turned to ...
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