The Poet’s Advice (John Gneisenau Neihardt Poems)
IYOU wish to be a poet, Little Man?More verses limping 'neath their big intent?Well — one must be a poet ...
IYOU wish to be a poet, Little Man?More verses limping 'neath their big intent?Well — one must be a poet ...
HERE, vast and awful, the Sierras rearTheir everlasting summits to the sky;The mighty waters of the sunset lieIn all their ...
The world has crowned a thousand kings:But destiny has keptHer weightiest hour of kingly powerTo offer England's son.The rising bell ...
Two lights on a lowly altar; Two snowy cloths for a Feast;Two vases of dying roses; The morning comes from ...
Upon how many a hill, Across how many a field, Beside how many a river's restful flowing, ...
In the moonless, misty night, with my little pipe alight, I am sitting by the camp-fire's fading cheer; Oh, the ...
I. Sunrise. In my sleep I was fain of their fellowship, fain Of the live-oak, the marsh, and the main. ...
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