A Roxbury Garden (Amy Lowell Poem)
I Hoops Blue and pink sashes, Criss-cross shoes, Minna and Stella run out into the garden To play at hoop. ...
I Hoops Blue and pink sashes, Criss-cross shoes, Minna and Stella run out into the garden To play at hoop. ...
There was an Old Man in a tree, Who was horribly bored by a bee. When they said "Does it ...
A day of seeming innocence, A glorious sun and sky, And, just above my picket fence, Black Bonnet passing by. ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Between two nights the brief day. The farm is there. And in the thicket, a snare the hunter set for ...
Maxine, back from a weekend with her boyfriend, smiles like a big cat and says that she's a conjugated verb. ...
in the shadow of the flower is the sting the bee driven by need uses its painful gift to keep ...
One song, of praise to our God all with different voices the bleat of the sheep the buzz of the ...
nibbling, whittling cares of this earth echoing in our ears, the buzz, buzz remanding attention the tugging on our shirttails ...
Waiting for the judge sitting in the courtroom, buzz the sound of lights, stress January 29, 2009 (Raymond A. Foss)
Crashing waves on a rocky coast, rain falling on parched ground The cry of a newborn baby, the call of ...
A small solitary island without television, phone without running water But it had the call of the loon the splash ...
For the future for after taking shape buzz in the halls - Do you know what you're doing? Do you ...
Buzz In my ear Behind my glasses In my mouth. Landing on my arm, neck, face, clothes Oh, let me ...
He reads my latest attempt at a poem and is silent for a long time, until it feels like that ...
"Willis, I didn't want you here to-day: The lawyer's coming for the company. I'm going to sell my soul, or, ...
Here on the slopes of hills, facing the dusk and the cannon of time Close to the gardens of broken ...
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
Because the Bee may blameless hum For Thee a Bee do I become List even unto Me. Because the Flowers ...
Bees are Black, with Gilt Surcingles -- Buccaneers of Buzz. Ride abroad in ostentation And subsist on Fuzz. Fuzz ordained ...
How many times these low feet staggered -- Only the soldered mouth can tell -- Try -- can you stir ...
I heard a Fly buzz -- when I died -- The Stillness in the Room Was like the Stillness in ...
Ferdinand was systematic when he drove his daughter mad. With a Casanova's careful art, he moved slowly, stole only one ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
ON WHICH THE JEWS WERE FORCED TO ATTEND AN ANNUAL CHRISTIAN SERMON IN ROME. [``Now was come about Holy-Cross Day, ...
Sometimes I stroll through forests just sprayed for the gypsy moths. I throw a rock into the bushes to distract ...
The engine is killing the track, the track is silver, It stretches into the distance. It will be eaten nevertheless. ...
The young maricones and the horny muchachas, The big fat widows delirious from insomnia, The young wives thirty hours' pregnant, ...
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