Off the Turnpike (Amy Lowell Poem)
Good ev'nin', Mis' Priest. I jest stepped in to tell you Good-bye. Yes, it's all over. All my things is ...
Good ev'nin', Mis' Priest. I jest stepped in to tell you Good-bye. Yes, it's all over. All my things is ...
The boy cleared out to the city from his home at harvest time -- They were Scots of the Riverina, ...
Have you heard of one Humpty Dumpty How he fell with a roll and a rumble And curled up like ...
Cloud-puffball, torn tufts, tossed pillows ' flaunt forth, then chevy on an air- built thoroughfare: heaven-roysterers, in gay-gangs ' they ...
The Beatitudes echoing into this moment the urgency of now in all the nations Blessed to be light the salt ...
Like firewood added the energy growing fanning flames burning making a bonfire Sharing words of wisdom insights from the journey ...
The flames of Pentecost, the tongues of fire burning brighter and brighter a bonfire, a brushfire, disciples, lay people witnessing ...
I In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, ...
Everyone, after all, was killed: he who was crucified, he who died without skin, he who died without a head, ...
THE LANDS OF MY CHILDHOOD 1 I am leaving the holy city of Leeds For the last time for the ...
MOORING POSTS 1 The mooring posts marked on the South Leeds map Of 1908 still line the Aire's side, huge, ...
THE WALK TO THE PARADISE GARDENS 1 Bonfire Night beckoned us to the bridge By Saint Hilda's where we started ...
Behold this little volume here inrolde: 'Tis the Almighty's present to the world: Hearken earth's earth; each sencelesse thing can ...
The summer and autumn had been so wet, That in winter the corn was growing yet, 'Twas a piteous sight ...
Dusting my books I spent a busy day: Not ancient toes, time-hallowed and unread, but modern volumes, classics in their ...
I remember once I ran after you and tagged the fluttering shirt of you in the wind. Once many days ...
WHAT does the hangman think about When he goes home at night from work? When he sits down with his ...
THERE is a woman on Michigan Boulevard keeps a parrot and goldfish and two white mice. She used to keep ...
YES, the Dead speak to us. This town belongs to the Dead, to the Dead and to the Wilderness. Back ...
1THERE was a late autumn cricket, And two smoldering mountain sunsets Under the valley roads of her eyes. There was ...
She lies in her well-kept apartment above the spick and span cathedral in the heart of the walled city above ...
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