Haiku 06 (Masaoka Shiki Poems)
wheat sowing-the mulberry treeslift bunched branches (Masaoka Shiki)
wheat sowing-the mulberry treeslift bunched branches (Masaoka Shiki)
Sword of Common Sense! -Our surest gift: the sacred chainOf man to man: firm earth for trustIn structures vowed to ...
Fair Mother Earth lay on her back last night, To gaze her fill on Autumn's sunset skies, When at a ...
Our Bobby is a little boy, of six years old, or so; And every kind of rubbish in his pocket ...
'If my head hurt a hair's footPack back the downed bone. If the unpricked ball of my breathBump on a ...
Once I dremt while I was sleepin'That the earth had passed away,And the boss of all creationMade a work on ...
Lene Levi went out in the evening,Mincing, her skirt bunched up,Through the long, empty streetsOf a suburb.And she spoke weeping, ...
A music-stand of crimson lacquer, long since brought In some fast clipper-ship from China, quaintly wrought With bossed and carven ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
The priest never used blueprints, but worked all the many designs out of his head. Father Wilerus, transplanted Alsatian, built ...
To the melody of "Sheng Sheng Man" I pine and peak And questless seek Groping and moping to linger and ...
Black trees against an orange sky, Trees that the wind shook terribly, Like a harsh spume along the road, Quavering ...
Her arms semaphore fat triangles, Pudgy HANDS bunched on layered hips Where bones idle under years of fatback And lima ...
In her room at the prow of the house Where light breaks, and the windows are tossed with linden, My ...
THE KINGDOM OF MY HEART 1 The halcyon settled on the Aire of our days Kingfisher-blue it broke my heart ...
The naked hunter's fist, bunched round his spear, Was tight and wet inside with sweat of fear; He heard behind ...
Remember midsummer: the fragrance of box, of white roses And of phlox. And upon a honeysuckle branch Three snails hanging ...
I I dream of journeys repeatedly: Of flying like a bat deep into a narrowing tunnel Of driving alone, without ...
This is the easy time, there is nothing doing. I have whirled the midwife's extractor, I have my honey, Six ...
The Triumph of Wit Over Suffering Head alone shows you in the prodigious act Of digesting what centuries alone digest: ...
You never heard tell of the story? Well, now, I can hardly believe! Never heard of the honour and glory ...
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