Important Moments (Jared Barhite Poems)
There are times when the fate of nations May hang on a moment's call; When spheres in their mute rotations May swing on ...
There are times when the fate of nations May hang on a moment's call; When spheres in their mute rotations May swing on ...
In stature the Manlet was dwarfishNo burly, big Blunderbore he;And he wearily gazed on the crawfishHis Wifelet had dressed for ...
The letters of the Jews as strict as flamesOr little terrible flowers leanStubbornly upwards through the perfect ages,Singing through solid ...
I sell one bristle brushes. Peopleseeking two bristle brushes I sendto the guy on Amsterdam, who's in a rush.I may ...
The lightening limbs of goalie KnightThrust left. strike right; they block the sightOf these inferior, tepid playersWhose slapshots speed but ...
Swollen waters rustle,Pour onto shore, -The crystal skylarkVibrates heaven's vault...And black birch twigsBristle with budsAnd nightingale songsGush through the night... ...
"This is her diary. Come with me to viewThe canyon; think you see it as of oldWhen Martha lived, and ...
I wish that the May Term were over, That its wearisome pleasures were o'er, And I were reclining in ...
Forth from my sad and darksome cell, Or from the deepe abysse of hell,Mad Tom is come into the world ...
"Who are the banded? Gather from the fourBroad winds one hundred strangers varyingIn tongue, age, disposition; set them downOn the ...
I When Sir Gawain was led to his bridal-bed, By Arthur's knights in scorn God-sped:- How think you he felt? ...
You'll learn when you're older, that chip on your shoulderWhich you dare other boys to upsetAnd stand up and fight ...
When times are bad an' folks are sad An' gloomy day by day, Jest try your best at lookin' ...
With saucy air and curtly hail;With rakish stern and meager crew,They bristle up beneath the rail,And warp the giant liners ...
in the wares before you spread, Types of all things may be read. 'NEATH the shadow Of these bushes, On ...
[Goethe describes this much-admired Poem, which he wrote in honour of his love Lily, as being "designed to change his ...
When sunset, a brass gong, vibrate through Couva, is then I see my soul, swiftly unsheathed, like a white cattle ...
Out of the night a crash, A roar, a rampart of light; A flame that leaped like a lash, Searing ...
The construction of a woman: a woman is not made of flesh of bone and sinew belly and breasts, elbows ...
Old goatherds swear how all night long they hear The warning whirr and burring of the bird Who wakes with ...
The artichoke of delicate heart erect in its battle-dress, builds its minimal cupola; keeps stark in its scallop of scales. ...
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