Notes On Vision (James Douglas Morrison Poems)
Look where we worship. We all live in the city.The city forms- often physically, but inevitablypsychically- a circle. A Game. ...
Look where we worship. We all live in the city.The city forms- often physically, but inevitablypsychically- a circle. A Game. ...
To strive—and fail. Yes, I did strive and fail; I set mine eyes upon a certain nightTo find a certain star—and ...
Late Senior Bishop, African M. E. Church.Death is the common lot of all, Yet nothing do we so much dread;Nothing, that ...
They tell me, Lucy, thou art dead,That all of thee we loved and cherishedHas with thy summer roses perished;And left, ...
I know not how, I know not where,But from my own heart's mystic loreI feel that I have breathed this ...
Yet to the wondrous St. Peter's, and yet to the solemn Rotunda, Mingling with heroes and gods, yet to the ...
(A CHEMICAL NARRATIVE)Certain facts which serve to explainThe physical charms of Miss Addie De Laine,Who, as the common reports obtain,Surpassed ...
Let no man ask thee of anything Not yearborn between Spring and Spring. More of all worlds than he can ...
Give me truths, For I am weary of the surfaces, And die of inanition. If I knew Only the herbs ...
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