Notes On Vision (James Douglas Morrison Poems)
Look where we worship. We all live in the city.The city forms- often physically, but inevitablypsychically- a circle. A Game. ...
Look where we worship. We all live in the city.The city forms- often physically, but inevitablypsychically- a circle. A Game. ...
A long while, a long long while it seems:The bat-winged figure shaking his robe,The cameras purring.It is Daedalus the tailor, ...
what more can man desire?Always, he woke in those daysWith a sense of treasure,His heart a gayer glowThan his window ...
Behold I bring you tidings of great joy-especially now that the snow & gale are still-for Henry is delivered.Not only ...
IOur eunuch dreams, all seedless in the light,Of light and love the tempers of the heart,Whack their boys' limbs,And, winding-footed ...
Was that a knock I heard on my door? Am I imagining it; was it there? Moving from kitchen to ...
A trip to the Isles of Shoals September, after the hurricanes warm tropical water sea foam bright, southern a different ...
I still can remember it was like night and day an instant of madness changed the lives of thousands the ...
Behold I bring you tidings of great joyâ?" especially now that the snow & gale are stillâ?" for Henry is ...
The ticket settles on my desk: a paper tongue pronouncing "Go away;" a flattened seed from which a thousand-mile leap ...
I Our eunuch dreams, all seedless in the light, Of light and love the tempers of the heart, Whack their ...
Unlovely city, to which few tourists come With squinting cameras and alien hats; Left under a cloud by those who ...
In fourteen hundred and ninety-two, Someone sailed the ocean blue. Somebody borrowed the fare in Spain For a business trip ...
Unspeakable. The word that fills up the poem, that the head tries to excise. At 6 a.m., the wet lion. ...
--The Carpathian Frontier, October, 1968 --for my brother Once, in a foreign country, I was suddenly ill. I was driving ...
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