Speak Zechariah (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Speak Zechariah, what shall be his name Who will this son be, your baby boy what is his call, even ...
Speak Zechariah, what shall be his name Who will this son be, your baby boy what is his call, even ...
One for me one for her (handfuls that is) wild blueberries, picking from the bushes high above my eyes, down ...
Like Manna raining down from heaven so too the smelly fish flakes fall onto the open mouths of the tropical ...
The three men of the family poised to cross the street ready to drop off the big brother at first ...
Little vultures, circling over their fresh prey waiting not so patiently, swooping down and back, because they weren't yet ready ...
Waiting for the birth, the coming of a miracle baby the son he never believe would come, a son to ...
The little French doll was a dear little doll Tricked out in the sweetest of dresses; Her eyes were of ...
When baby wakes of mornings, Then it's wake, ye people all! For another day Of song and play Has come ...
I count my treasures o'er with care.-- The little toy my darling knew, A little sock of faded hue, A ...
I dreamt your suicide note was scrawled in pencil on a brown paperbag, & in the bag were six baby ...
He saw her from the bottom of the stairs Before she saw him. She was starting down, Looking back over ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
for tess Tonight there's a crowd in my head: all the things you are not yet. You are words without ...
Waking from tender sleep, My neighbour's little child Put out his baby hand to me, Looked in my face, and ...
Little brown baby wif spa'klin' eyes, Come to yo' pappy an' set on his knee. What you been doin', suh ...
Trudging to Eden, looking backward, I met Somebody's little Boy Asked him his name -- He lisped me "Trotwood" -- ...
We talked with family last night, not mine or yours specifically but ours, the ones we love familiarly. When little ...
The symbols that we use are T shirts of the dead thoughts of corpses without heads, a rictus without sound ...
The turquoise pool rose up to meet us, its slide a silver afterthought down which we plunged, screaming, into a ...
If you want a lover I'll do anything you ask me to And if you want another kind of love ...
(co-written by Sharon Robinson) Everybody knows that the dice are loaded Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed Everybody knows that ...
Omaha, Nebraska They do not sleep nights but stand between rows of glowing corn and cabbages grown on acres past ...
Come touch me baby in his waking dream disordered Henry murmured. I'll read you Hegel and that will hurt your ...
A Small Dream It was only a small dream of the Golden World, now you trot off to bed. I'll ...
O English mother, in the ruddy glow Hugging your baby closer when outside You see the silent, soft, and cruel ...
In the secular night you wander around alone in your house. It's two-thirty. Everyone has deserted you, or this is ...
1 He listened at the porch that day, To hear the wheel go on, and on; And then it stopped, ...
Abortions will not let you forget. You remember the children you got that you did not get, The damp small ...
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