Sonnets At Christmas II (Allen Tate Poems)
Ah, Christ, I love you rings to the wild skyAnd I must think a little of the past:When I was ...
Ah, Christ, I love you rings to the wild skyAnd I must think a little of the past:When I was ...
i have seen her a stealthily frailflower walking with its fellows in the deathof light, against whose enormous curves of ...
Dark accurate plunger down the successive knellOf arch on arch, where ogives burst a redReverberance of hail upon the deadThunder ...
The telephone company calls and asks what the fuss is. Betty from the telephone company, who's not concerned with the ...
You might come here Sunday on a whim. Say your life broke down. The last good kiss you had was ...
A true statement, serious an accurate reflection of consequences the results of acts of free will Maybe a bit cursory, ...
Your soul was lifted by the wings today Hearing the master of the violin: You praised him, praised the great ...
I had sex with a famous poet last night and when I rolled over and found myself beside him I ...
He'd spent his life trying to control the names people gave him; oh the unfair and the accurate equally hurt. ...
No Man can compass a Despair -- As round a Goalless Road No faster than a Mile at once The ...
Here at the spoke-ends of our galaxy it is easy to forget the central axle moving insensibly slow, still the ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
Your days will be full of cares, if you must give me your heart. My house by the cross-roads has ...
1 We are reading the story of our lives which takes place in a room. The room looks out on ...
Is the spider a monster in miniature? His web is a cruel stair, to be sure, Designed artfully, cunningly placed, ...
The steadfastness of generations of nobility shows in the curving lines that form the eyebrows. And the blue eyes still ...
"Do I hear them? Yes, I hear the children singing-and what of it? Have you come with eyes afire to ...
Fear, like a living fire that only death Might one day cool, had now in Avon's eyes Been witness for ...
The chorus frogs in the big lagoon Would sing their songs to the silvery moon. Tenor singers were out of ...
'Twas in a certain regiment of French Grenadiers, A touching and beautiful custom was observed many years; Which was meant ...
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