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, ...
Cod cakes, handmade with her hands butter, egg, potato and cod, in wooden boxes salted and saved for our dinner ...
Oh it was fun to have a place where you could actually do it say, "I'll have the Usual" and ...
They called me rollman the herb and garlic sauce, just too good to leave on the plate that night in ...
She marched into the kitchen all purposeful and proud stepstool from the bathroom in her four-year old arms "I'm going ...
I'd not complain of Sister Jane, for she was good and kind, Combining with rare comeliness distinctive gifts of mind; ...
All day long they come and go-- Pittypat and Tippytoe; Footprints up and down the hall, Playthings scattered on the ...
WHEN Venus and Hypocrisy combine, Oft pranks are played that show a deep design; Men are but men, and friars ...
SHE stood against the kitchen sink, and looked Over the sink out through a dusty window At weeds the water ...
A woman prepared a mouse for her husband's dinner, roasting it with a blueberry in its mouth. At table he ...
TWELVE o'clock. Along the reaches of the street Held in a lunar synthesis, Whispering lunar incantations Dissolve the floors of ...
Indeed. These jagged crevasses of the psyche are treacherous, gray. Extending two hundred plus days in every direction; an ominous ...
Lost aboard the roll of Kodac- olor that was to have super- seded all need to remember Somerset were: a ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
"MY First - but don't suppose," he said, "I'm setting you a riddle - Is - if your Victim be ...
A short direction To avoid dejection, By variations In occupations, And prolongation Of relaxation, And combinations Of recreations, And disputation ...
Tweedledee said to Alice, "You like poetry-" "Ye-es, pretty well-some poetry," Alice said doubtfully. "What shall I repeat to her," ...
another day is here and my hands are still covered with a mantle of stoic ink words scribbled on a ...
Every month or so, Sundays, we walked the line, The limit and the boundary. Past the sweet gum Superb above ...
In our dainty little kitchen, Where my aproned wife is queen Over all the tin-pan people, In a realm exceeding ...
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
THE BAIRNS gat out wi' an unco shout, The deuks dang o'er my daddie, O! The fien-ma-care, quo' the feirrie ...
Over the fence, the dead settle in for a journey. Nine o'clock. You are alone for the first time today. ...
UPON that night, when fairies light On Cassilis Downans 2 dance, Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze, On sprightly ...
UPON 1 a simmer Sunday morn When Nature's face is fair, I walked forth to view the corn, An' snuff ...
the history of melancholia includes all of us. me, I writhe in dirty sheets while staring at blue walls and ...
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