The Cellist (Galway Kinnell Poem)
At intermission I find her backstage still practicing the piece coming up next. She calls it the "solo in high ...
At intermission I find her backstage still practicing the piece coming up next. She calls it the "solo in high ...
Man. SWEETEST Saviour, if my soul Were but worth the having, Quickly should I then control Any thought of waving. ...
Just west of the round-a-bout where the beach and the mountain meet just west on the state highway heading for ...
Each of them paid when they answered his call not by the amount for the time in the field So ...
Because God is eternal before and after time knowing all that was and all there is yet to be Knowing ...
standing when we should the world in the breach confronting the giant with our lives much that we can teach ...
Whoa! or so she said in that perfect five-year old way, "that's a lot of peanuts!" she marveled, in her ...
Meticulous was the word That came to mom and me Simultaneously to describe Dad and how he approached almost Everything ...
TO serve the shop as 'prentice was the lot; Of one who had the name of Nicaise got; A lad ...
The sky in the trees, the trees mixed up with what's left of heaven, nearby a patch of daffodils rooted ...
He'd spent his life trying to control the names people gave him; oh the unfair and the accurate equally hurt. ...
Hope is a subtle Glutton -- He feeds upon the Fair -- And yet -- inspected closely What Abstinence is ...
1/ Genius is not a generous thing In return it charges more interest than any amount of royalties can cover ...
The Beaver's Lesson They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
There is a section in my library for death and another for Irish history, a few shelves for the poetry ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman The moment I close my eyes in meditation on the unfathomable I visualize golden fleeces of cloud ...
I know it's a bad title but I'm giving it to myself as a gift on a day nearly canceled ...
I. THE FLOWER'S NAME Here's the garden she walked across, Arm in my arm, such a short while since: Hark, ...
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was ...
In the secular night you wander around alone in your house. It's two-thirty. Everyone has deserted you, or this is ...
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...
If I don't drive around the park, I'm pretty sure to make my mark. If I'm in bed each night ...
Awhirl with events, packed with jobs one too many, the day slowly sinks as the night shadows fall. There are ...
Sir Robert the Bruce at Bannockburn Beat the English in every wheel and turn, And made them fly in great ...
Pitch here the tent, while the old horse grazes: By the old hedge-side we'll halt a stage. It's nigh my ...
["Now what, we ask, is become of this Sinking Fund - these eight millions of surplus above expenditure, which were ...
All things I can endure, save one. The bare, blank room where is no sun; The parcelled hours; the pallet ...
As I sit at my desk wishing I did not have to edit a book on poetry and painting a ...
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