The Hammers (Amy Lowell Poem)
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
I Hoops Blue and pink sashes, Criss-cross shoes, Minna and Stella run out into the garden To play at hoop. ...
Those groans men use passing a woman on the street or on the steps of the subway to tell her ...
Far and wide among the nations Spread the name and fame of Kwasind; No man dared to strive with Kwasind, ...
Talking with my beloved in New York I stood at the outdoor public telephone in Mexican sunlight, in my purple ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
shaw had the gift of the crab how he took the straight idea and scuttled with it sideways marking sand ...
(for matt - 15) in the first seven years you choose your howdah having by then bare inklings of a ...
(a) they seek to celebrate the word not to bring their knives out on a poem dissecting it to find ...
Up in th' mountain I was a-sitting, With the bird there As my guest, Blithely singing, Blithely springing, And building ...
Shall I move the flowers again? Shall I put them further to the left into the light? Win that fix ...
August 6, 1916.-Officer previously reported died of wounds, now reported wounded: Graves, Captain R., Royal Welch Fusiliers.) .but I was ...
The apples fallen in the uncut grass under the fragrant canopy the heavy laden branches The apples fallen warm in ...
nibbling, whittling cares of this earth echoing in our ears, the buzz, buzz remanding attention the tugging on our shirttails ...
Smell of rich soil, wet from the drenching rains, weeds yield to my gentle tug beds of shimmering color, the ...
Rolling in the pollen, gathering the nectar a bumblebee at work, on the job capturing in my viewfinder, discovered again ...
A flurry of motion descended on the ripe flower new, open, uncovered nectar fragrant bloom blazing yellow Plate of color, ...
Feeble knats Buzzing in my classroom Inane questions Blank looks On doe-like faces Frozen in time By my knowledge Unable ...
The Baron has decided to mate the monster, to breed him perhaps, in the interests of pure science, his only ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
In the cowslip pips I lie, Hidden from the buzzing fly, While green grass beneath me lies, Pearled with dew ...
"Let the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be acceptable in Thy sight." Whoever "Thy" is, ...
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
What is he buzzing in my ears? "Now that I come to die, Do I view the world as a ...
The lamplit page is turned, the dream forgotten; The music changes tone, you wake, remember Deep worlds you lived before,-deep ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
death wants more death, and its webs are full: I remember my father's garage, how child-like I would brush the ...
Today your things depart. Your faience cup fell off the table at sunrise and cracked. Your old grey dog did ...
And yet the books will be there on the shelves, separate beings, That appeared once, still wet As shining chestnuts ...
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