Fanfares (Genevieve Taggard Poems)
In the old daysAt barn raisingsAfter they worked togetherThey danced together.So lay the floor, Americans,Put up the beams,Ceil the roof,Then ...
In the old daysAt barn raisingsAfter they worked togetherThey danced together.So lay the floor, Americans,Put up the beams,Ceil the roof,Then ...
Turn your head. Look. The light is turning yellow. The river seems enriched thereby, not to say deepened. Why this ...
When a man starts out with nothing, When a man starts out with his hands Empty, but clean, When a ...
In our prayers, in stopping to give thanks certain to honor God, to whom we are thankful from whom all ...
The words of our forefathers, at the first Thanksgiving at the beginning of our nation in the midst of civil ...
Holy God, Creator and sustainer of the earth, I offer this prayer for myself and the world. I thank you ...
A monument, long in coming of some open scar tissue a stain on our lives chapter of evil when we ...
By way of a vanished bridge we cross this river as a cloud of lifted snow would ascend a mountain. ...
Smile at us, pay us, pass us; but do not quite forget; For we are the people of England, that ...
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
Henry Hankovitch, con guÃtar, did a short Zen pray, on his tatami in a relaxed lotos fixin his mind on ...
or Amy Vladeck or Riva Freifeld That isna Henry limping. That's a hobble clapped on mere Henry by the most ...
Those five or six young guys lunched on the stoop that oven-hot summer night whistled me over. Nice and friendly. ...
HAIL, happy saint, on thine immortal throne, Possest of glory, life, and bliss unknown; We hear no more the music ...
For a Man is to be looked upon in that which he excells as on a prospect. For there be ...
What is death, I ask. What is life, you ask. I give them both my buttocks, my two wheels rolling ...
Why is the world at peace. This may astonish you a little but when you realise how easily Mrs. Charles ...
Fear, like a living fire that only death Might one day cool, had now in Avon's eyes Been witness for ...
In fourteen hundred and ninety-two, Someone sailed the ocean blue. Somebody borrowed the fare in Spain For a business trip ...
We were supposed to do a job in Italy and, full of our feeling for ourselves (our sense of being ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
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