On The Path (Benjamin Musser Poems)
So casually we met, our meeting endedBy casual farewell, a commonplaceOnly our inner vision comprehended:Our hands had bridged illimitable space.Our ...
So casually we met, our meeting endedBy casual farewell, a commonplaceOnly our inner vision comprehended:Our hands had bridged illimitable space.Our ...
There was an Old Person of Ems,Who casually fell in the Thames;And when he was foundThey said he was drowned,That ...
When I was a child, I thought, Casually, that solitude Never needed to be sought. Something everybody had, Like nakedness, ...
Don't worry, spiders, I keep house casually. (Kobayashi Issa)
(a) orihuela-time the sun in orihuela calms the dust and people glide about the streets at ease (problems left indoors ...
though there's not much faith left and very little snow this scene of wimborne minster still makes its christmas show ...
Even from my speeding car, a half mile or more away They cut silently through the skin of the lake ...
Oh so casually practiced really they were, bringing the light up into the chancel relighting the wicks so they could ...
Little and big secrets silence, unsharing from shame, for protection blank spots in the telling of our story Carved off ...
Bloom -- is Result -- to meet a Flower And casually glance Would scarcely cause one to suspect The minor ...
If I don't write something good tonight I will sleep without the comforting Canopus of deep believers, if I sleep ...
On the unbreathing sides of hills they play, a specklike girl and boy, alone, but near a specklike house. The ...
ONCE I pass'd through a populous city, imprinting my brain, for future use, with its shows, architecture, customs, and traditions; ...
You were the one I wanted most to know So like yet unlike, like fire and snow, The casual voice, ...
Everything here is yellow and green. Listen to its throat, its earthskin, the bone dry voices of the peepers as ...
Consider Icarus, pasting those sticky wintgs on, testing that strange little tug at his shoulder blade, and think of that ...
In Pat Mahoney's booze bazaar the fun was fast and free, And Ragtime Billy spanked the baby grand; While caroling ...
THERE will be a rusty gun on the wall, sweetheart, The rifle grooves curling with flakes of rust. A spider ...
IN Abraham Lincoln's city, Where they remember his lawyer's shingle, The place where they brought him Wrapped in battle flags, ...
The steadfastness of generations of nobility shows in the curving lines that form the eyebrows. And the blue eyes still ...
(To Mrs. Henry Richards) Isaac and Archibald were two old men. I knew them, and I may have laughed at ...
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