Sword Blades and Poppy Seed (Amy Lowell Poem)
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
Here where the end of bone is no end of song And the earth is bedecked with immortality In what ...
Joy is a trick in the air; pleasure is merely contemptible, the dangled Carrot the ass follows to market or ...
in the wares before you spread, Types of all things may be read. 'NEATH the shadow Of these bushes, On ...
One to another we are connected across boundaries, great distances bound by Christ's love even to those whom we will ...
The most vile abuse targeted because of their different attacked for who they are just because of their color, their ...
Are we complicit when we stand in silence pernicious discrimination devaluing our neighbor Excluding them from inclusion blind to the ...
Soon the walls will be buried the old stone walls under the lichen, the leaves, the needles buried under the ...
In seeing the notation, the theme of our worship, remembering my words, asking me if he had read my poem ...
The earth at the beginning a true blue planet covered completely with endless seas shrouded with the waters under the ...
Before Christ came to set us free all of mankind enslaved to the law Reproached by our guardian setting the ...
Not the shy deer at the edge of the field the silent old stone wall from an earlier time hiding ...
Mowing the path preparing the way making the road smooth righting the stones setting the boundaries making the gate ready ...
While we may not know the limits the garden finite, with boundaries our world precious, unique given into our trembling ...
Not a an adjective and a noun living church an adverb and verb our lives different doing worship, in our ...
with eyes of faith seeing with our hearts beyond our mind's abilities the boundaries of reason trusting, believing seeing a ...
Human walls, fencing in the boundaries limiting God love, his people, by whatever measure these will not last, have been ...
His guiding, creating hand made made from his mind's eye his vision, from nothing, the void order out of chaos, ...
Broken lines, walls in need of mending What would Frost say, or his good neighbor, behind mended walls? New England ...
In sleep when an old man's body is no longer aware of his boundaries, and lies flattened by gravity like ...
The man with his lion under the shed of wars sheds his belief as if he shed tears. The sound ...
They did not recognize me in the shadows That suck away my color in this Passport And to them my ...
The Spider holds a Silver Ball In unperceived Hands -- And dancing softly to Himself His Yarn of Pearl -- ...
You left me -- Sire -- two Legacies -- A Legacy of Love A Heavenly Father would suffice Had He ...
Bound, hungry to pluck again from the thousand technologies of ecstasy boundlessness, the world that at a drop of water ...
O trees of life, oh, what when winter comes? We are not of one mind. Are not like birds in ...
So it is the duty of the artist to discourage all traces of shame To extend all boundaries To fog ...
"My propositions serve as elucidations in the following way: anyone who understands them eventually recognizes them as nonsensical, when he ...
Written for the "Martha Washington Court Journal". Down cold snow-stretches of our bitter time, When windy shams and the rain-mocking ...
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