Four Riddles (Lewis Carroll Poem)
I There was an ancient City, stricken down With a strange frenzy, and for many a day They paced from ...
I There was an ancient City, stricken down With a strange frenzy, and for many a day They paced from ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
Sometimes the notes are ferocious, skirmishes against the author raging along the borders of every page in tiny black script. ...
The early sun is so pale and shadowy, I could be looking up at a ghost in the shape of ...
The whole idea of it makes me feel like I'm coming down with something, something worse than any stomach ache ...
Tomorrow's Thursday again, swept with the days' meandering flow: this, that, and the week goes, hearing time splash through cracks. ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
I remember, it was a morning, in summer, The window was half-open, I drew near, I could see my father ...
Soft was the night, the eve how airy, When through the big, fat dictionary I wandered on in careless ease, ...
(John of the Cross) In a dark night, when the light burning was the burning of love (fortuitous night, fated, ...
A web of sewer, pipe, and wire connects each house to the others. In 206 a dog sleeps by the ...
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the ...
Below are eleven Buson haiku beginning with the phrase 'The short night--' The short night-- on the hairy caterpillar beads ...
ALL that I serve will die, all my delights, the flesh kindled from my flesh, garden and field, the silent ...
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
Nothing was remembered, nothing forgotten. When we awoke, wagons were passing on the warm summer pavements, The window-sills were wet ...
There are no postage stamps that send letters back to England three centuries ago, no postage stamps that make letters ...
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fishing in America as if Trout Fishing ...
Spring: A hill without a name Veiled in morning mist. The beginning of autumn: Sea and emerald paddy Both the ...
Is there any reward? I'm beginning to doubt it. I am broken and bored, Is there any reward Reassure me, ...
Who ran away from his Nurse and was eaten by a Lion There was a Boy whose name was Jim; ...
God bless Henry. He lived like a rat, with a thatch of hair on his head in the beginning. Henry ...
Your face broods from my table, Suicide. Your force came on like a torrent toward the end of agony and ...
If I could live again my life, In the next - I'll try, - to make more mistakes, I won't ...
Among these latter busts we count by scores, Half-emperors and quarter-emperors, Each with his bay-leaf fillet, loose-thonged vest, Loricand low-browed ...
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