When You Have Forgotten Sunday: The Love Story (Gwendolyn Elizabeth Brooks Poems)
-And when you have forgotten the bright bedclothes on a Wednesday and a Saturday,And most especially when you have forgotten ...
-And when you have forgotten the bright bedclothes on a Wednesday and a Saturday,And most especially when you have forgotten ...
GRASS commence a-comin'Thoo de thawin' groun',Evah bird dat whistlesKeepin' noise erroun';Cain't sleep in de mo'nin',Case befo' it's lightBluebird an' de ...
Our embrace lasted too long.We loved right down to the bone.I hear the bones grind, I seeour two skeletons.Now I ...
When my desiregrows too fierceI wear my bedclothesinside out,dark as the night's rough husk. (Ono no Komachi)
I'm sitting alone by the fire, Dressed just as I came from the dance,In a robe even YOU would admire,-- ...
Toll no bell for me, dear Father dear Mother, Waste no sighs;There are my sisters, there is my little brother ...
Up in early morning light,Sweeping, dusting, "setting right,"Oiling all the household springs,Sewing buttons, tying strings,Telling Bridget what to do,Mending rips ...
When Willie was a little boy, No more than five or six, Right constantly he did annoy ...
The youngest poet down the shelves was fumbling In a dim library, just behind the chair From which the ancient ...
When Willie was a little boy, No more than five or six, Right constantly he did annoy His mother with ...
This is the time of day when we in the Mens's ward Think "one more surge of the pain and ...
I've a Friend, over the sea; I like him, but he loves me. It all grew out of the books ...
Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews -- sons mine -- ah God, ...
I know you are reading this poem late, before leaving your office of the one intense yellow lamp-spot and the ...
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