The Sea’s Wash In The Hollow Of The Heart… (Denise Levertov Poems)
Turn from that road's beguiling ease; return to your hunger's turret. Enter, climb the stair chill with disuse, where the ...
Turn from that road's beguiling ease; return to your hunger's turret. Enter, climb the stair chill with disuse, where the ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
Busy old fool, unruly sun, Why dost thou thus, Through windows and through curtains, call on us? Must to thy ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
Mud is Beauty in the making, Mud is melody awaking; Laughter, leafy whisperings, Butterflies with rainbow wings; Baby babble, lover's ...
Swift as a spirit hastening to his task Of glory & of good, the Sun sprang forth Rejoicing in his ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows ...
Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows ...
Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows ...
Or whether doth my mind, being crowned with you, Drink up the monarch's plague, this flattery? Or whether shall I ...
Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountaintops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows ...
Or whether doth my mind, being crown'd with you, Drink up the monarch's plague, this flattery? Or whether shall I ...
Fear, like a living fire that only death Might one day cool, had now in Avon's eyes Been witness for ...
Change Said the sun to the moon, You cannot stay. Change Says the moon to the waters, All is flowing. ...
Outside the afterlight's lucent rose Is smiting the hills and brimming the valleys, And shadows are stealing across the snows; ...
Harry Wilmans! You who fell in a swamp Near Manila, following the flag, You were not wounded by the greatness ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
(Being a Chant of the American Soap-Box and the Russian Revolution.) O market square, O slattern place, Is glory in ...
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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