Trout for Breakfast (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The smell of the brook trout percolated out from the tin foil, the butter and lemon joining the fresh catch, ...
The smell of the brook trout percolated out from the tin foil, the butter and lemon joining the fresh catch, ...
Looking our the window there was movement on the edge the edge of the fog of the morning Three deer ...
Little vultures, circling over their fresh prey waiting not so patiently, swooping down and back, because they weren't yet ready ...
A hurried up party in our bed this morning, on top of the comforter, the blanket toy tea set and ...
a single clear line of thread strung by a fisherman between flower and shrub a road for her a line ...
They, whoever they are, say you should eat a good hot breakfast I don't think they had this in mind ...
I'd not complain of Sister Jane, for she was good and kind, Combining with rare comeliness distinctive gifts of mind; ...
The mountain held the town as in a shadow I saw so much before I slept there once: I noticed ...
A huge shoe mounts up from the horizon, squealing and grinding forward on small wheels, even as a man sitting ...
One evening at dusk as Noah stood on his Ark, Putting green oil in starboard side lamp, His wife came ...
Mr. Ramsbottom went to the races, A thing as he'd ne'er done before, And as luck always follers beginners, Won ...
THEY are rattling breakfast plates in basement kitchens, And along the trampled edges of the street I am aware of ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
She was thinner, with a mannered gauntness as she paused just inside the double glass doors to survey the room, ...
Victory comes late -- And is held low to freezing lips -- Too rapt with frost To take it -- ...
The Bird must sing to earn the Crumb What merit have the Tune No Breakfast if it guaranty The Rose ...
I have never seen "Volcanoes" -- But, when Travellers tell How those old -- phlegmatic mountains Usually so still -- ...
Forever honored by the Tree Whose Apple Winterworn Enticed to Breakfast from the Sky Two Gabriels Yestermorn. They registered in ...
"Morning" -- means "Milking" -- to the Farmer -- Dawn -- to the Teneriffe -- Dice -- to the Maid ...
A little East of Jordan, Evangelists record, A Gymnast and an Angel Did wrestle long and hard -- Till morning ...
If the debate rages in the pages of the news today then I'm confused, I've searched and found no evidence. ...
You may have heard a dumb-ass claim that Katrina, a hurricane, is to blame for current stress upon our fiscal ...
HAIL, sister springs, Parents of silver-footed rills! Ever bubbling things, Thawing crystal, snowy hills! Still spending, never spent; I mean ...
AY, 'twas here, on this spot, In that summer of yore, Atalanta did not Vote my presence a bore, Nor ...
How agreeable it is not to be touring Italy this summer, wandering her cities and ascending her torrid hilltowns. How ...
From the geyser ventilators Autumn winds are blowing down On a thousand business women Having baths in Camden Town Waste ...
A man on his own in a car Is revenging himself on his wife; He open the throttle and bubbles ...
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
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