The Tariff On Tin (Hanford Lennox Gordon Poems)
Monarch of Hannah's rocking-chair,With unclipped beard and unkempt hair,Sitting at ease by the kitchen fire, Nor heeding the wind and the ...
Monarch of Hannah's rocking-chair,With unclipped beard and unkempt hair,Sitting at ease by the kitchen fire, Nor heeding the wind and the ...
Dear Miss Lucy: I been t'inkin' dat I 'd write you long fo' dis, But dis writin' 's mighty tejous, an' ...
Mine is Gopal, the Mountain-Holder; there is no one else.On his head he wears the peacock-crown: He alone is my ...
Big John HenryThis here's a tale of a sho-nuff manWhut lived one time in the delta lan'His hand was big ...
Liza! call dat chileEn make her wash her faceEn cum on to de tableSo Pap can say de grace.You let ...
The night John Henry is bornan ax of lightning splits the sky,and a hammer of thunder pounds the earth,and the ...
Mine Is GopalMine is Gopal, the Mountain-Holder; there is no one else.On his head he wears the peacock-crown: He alone ...
My lemon-coloredwhisper-weight blousewith keyhole closureand sweetheart neckline is tuckedinto a pastel silhouette skirtwith side-slit ventsand triplicate pleatswhen I realize in ...
backroad leafmold stonewall chipmunkunderbrush grapevine woodchuck shadblowwoodsmoke cowbarn honeysuckle woodpilesawhorse bucksaw outhouse wellsweepbackdoor flagstone bulkhead buttermilkcandlestick ragrug firedog brownbreadhilltop outcrop ...
INever and never, my girl riding far and nearIn the land of the hearthstone tales, and spelled asleep,Fear or believe ...
Through throats where many rivers meet, the curlews cry,Under the conceiving moon, on the high chalk hill,And there this night ...
Beg your pardon, old fellow! I thinkI was dreaming just now when you spoke.The fact is, the musical clinkOf the ...
In grandmamma's kitchen, things got in a riot—The cream in a pot on the shelf,Where everything always seemed peaceful and ...
As beautiful Kitty one morning was trippingWith a pitcher of milk from the fair of Coleraine,When she saw ...
(What the Little Boy Thought.) If I had wings just like a bird Do you know what ...
The piper coming from far away is you With a whitewash brush for a sporran Wobbling round you, a kitchen ...
I always like summer Best you can eat fresh corn From daddy's garden And okra And greens And cabbage And ...
backroad leafmold stonewall chipmunk underbrush grapevine woodchuck shadblow woodsmoke cowbarn honeysuckle woodpile sawhorse bucksaw outhouse wellsweep backdoor flagstone bulkhead buttermilk ...
I fasted for some forty days on bread and buttermilk, For passing round the bottle with girls in rags or ...
Blue, but you are Rose, too, and buttermilk, but with blood dots showing through. A little salty your white nape ...
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