Conscription Camp (Karl Shapiro Poems)
Your landscape sickens with a dry diseaseEven in May, Virginia, and your sweet pinesLike Frenchmen runted in a hundred warsAre ...
Your landscape sickens with a dry diseaseEven in May, Virginia, and your sweet pinesLike Frenchmen runted in a hundred warsAre ...
Ours is a dark Easter-tide,And a scarlet Spring,But high up at Heaven-GateAll the saints sing,Glad for the great companiesReturning to ...
WHEN from a mighty storm far out at seaRoll in the glassy and gigantic waves,-Wreck-laden Tritons, bearing in their armsThe ...
The royal word goes forth, and armies do The work of devils. Agony and waste Are on the world, and the grim ...
WHEN to those Venusbergs, thy breasts,By wars of love and moonlight batteries,My lips have stormed-O pout thy mouth above,Lean down ...
1--IIn middle age an evil thingBefell Archduchess Anne:She looked outside her wedding-ringUpon a princely man.IICount Louis was for horse and ...
A Hundred years - and she had sat, a queenSheltering her children, opening wide her gatesTo all the inflowing tribes ...
Like mists that trail along the hill, Dim playthings for the winds to toss,We pass away, and all is still, ...
"Drift over the sunrise land, Oh, wonderful, wonderful snow!Oh! pure as the breast of a virgin saint, Drift tenderly, ...
He is known to the sun-white Majesties Who stand at the gates of dawn. He is known to the cloud-borne ...
My Crown Prince was fine and fair, a sorrowfulfather said,"But he marched away with his regiment andthey tell me that ...
He was battle-scarred and ugly with the marks of shot and shell,And we knew that British Tommy had a stirring ...
Hope is a slave; Despair is a freeman.A VAGABOND between the East and West, Careless I greet the scourging and ...
Now in the circulating torrent of the starsCertain events are drawn correct and clearFaces that wear expressions of anguish and ...
YOU are at least a Man, of men a King.You have a heart, and with that heart you love.The race ...
Putting on my suit, my tie, remembering the sacrifice, the will the honor of those who penned the words of ...
For the love of country they fought and died for the beliefs we hold dear the words written in ink, ...
Under what withering leprous light The very grass as hair is grey, Grass in the cracks of the paven courts ...
Try to remember some details. Remember the clothing of the one you love so that on the day of loss ...
EMPTY battlefields keep their phantoms. Grass crawls over old gun wheels And a nodding Canada thistle flings a purple Into ...
Wherever the dead are there they are and Nothing more. But you and I can expect To see angels in ...
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