Adelil (Cale Young Rice Poems)
Proud Adelil! Proud Adelil! Why does she lie so cold? (I made her shrink, I made her ...
Proud Adelil! Proud Adelil! Why does she lie so cold? (I made her shrink, I made her ...
Little by little and one by one,Out of the ether, were worlds created;Star and planet and sea and sun,All in ...
Back to the kicthen, mein Gretchen! Back to the scullery, frau!You have dreamed your brief hour of a matriarch's pow'r: ...
512The Soul has Bandaged moments-When too appalled to stir-She feels some ghastly Fright come upAnd stop to look at her-Salute ...
How can I think, or edge my thoughts to action,When the miserly press of each day's needAches to a narrowness ...
stylised tulips - this is what the card says and they have that nineteen-twenties' feel of those bright young things ...
There was a certain gentleman, Ben Apfelgarten called, Who lived way off in Germany a many years ago, And he ...
It pleased the Lord of Angels (praise His name!) To hear, one day, report from those who came With pitying ...
The Soul has Bandaged moments -- When too appalled to stir -- She feels some ghastly Fright come up And ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
Gods, what a black, fierce day! The clouds were iron, Wrenched to strange, rugged shapes; the red sun winked Over ...
Some good people, daring & subtle voices and their tense faces, as I think of it I see sank underground. ...
I I saw a staring virgin stand Where holy Dionysus died, And tear the heart out of his side. And ...
I Between extremities Man runs his course; A brand, or flaming breath. Comes to destroy All those antinomies Of day ...
(To Marcel Schwob in friendship and in admiration) In a dim corner of my room for longer than my fancy ...
From the depth of the dreamy decline of the dawn through a notable nimbus of nebulous noonshine, Pallid and pink ...
"I have been one acquainted with the night" - Robert Frost Rode in the train all night, in the sick ...
Now Kelly was no fighter; He loved his pipe and glass; An easygoing blighter, Who lived in Montparnasse. But 'mid ...
I We thrill too strangely at the master's touch; We shrink too sadly from the larger self Which for its ...
Dans le fond des forêts votre image me suit. RACINE There is a panther stalks me down: One day I'll ...
Maveric Prowles Had Rumbling Bowles That thundered in the night. It shook the bedrooms all around And gave the folks ...
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