Baby Tortoise (David Herbert Lawrence Poem)
You know what it is to be born alone, Baby tortoise! The first day to heave your feet little by ...
You know what it is to be born alone, Baby tortoise! The first day to heave your feet little by ...
They say the sea is cold, but the sea contains the hottest blood of all, and the wildest, the most ...
The air is dark, the night is sad, I lie sleepless and I groan. Nobody cares when a man goes ...
Words smoother than butter words softer than oil sweeter than honey, drippings of the honeycomb So are your words, Your ...
Each day, feed your spirit the indwelling spirit within you feed your spirit with the living waters the life giving ...
Our minds, given to God Spending time in Your Word, the holy mystery recorded revealed in the life of a ...
Wonder, amazement, at the littlest thing marvels in all of creation, faith, attachment in the sound of familiar voices, Voices ...
"I will arise and go unto my father" MALKUTH Dark, dark all dark! I cower, I cringe. ...
"I will arise and go unto my father" MALKUTH Dark, dark all dark! I cower, I cringe. ...
How fares it, friend, since I by Fate annoy'd Left the old home in need of livelier play For body ...
Eyes like stars sparkle and die and cycle into new stars, new eyes. The answer is outside our window. Astronomers ...
for Moremi, 1963 Earth will not share the rafter's envy; dung floors Break, not the gecko's slight skin, but its ...
To-day, this insect, and the world I breathe, Now that my symbols have outelbowed space, Time at the city spectacles, ...
Between the green bud and the red Youth sat and sang by Time, and shed From eyes and tresses flowers ...
All night the flares go up; the Dragon sings And beats upon the dark with furious wings; And, stung to ...
WHEN in my shadowy hours I pierce the hidden heart of hopes and fears, They change into immortal joys or ...
I We thrill too strangely at the master's touch; We shrink too sadly from the larger self Which for its ...
"Gawaine, Gawaine, what look ye for to see, So far beyond the faint edge of the world? D'ye look to ...
Faint white pillars that seem to fade As you look from here are the first one sees Of his house ...
O YOUNG through all thy immemorial years! Rise, Mother, rise, regenerate from thy gloom, And, like a bride high-mated with ...
She is large and matronly And rather dirty, A little sardonic-looking, as if domesticity had driven her to it. Though ...
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