Toads Revisited (Philip Larkin Poem)
Walking around in the park Should feel better than work: The lake, the sunshine, The grass to lie on, Blurred ...
Walking around in the park Should feel better than work: The lake, the sunshine, The grass to lie on, Blurred ...
Comrades, if I don't live to see the day -- I mean,if I die before freedom comes -- take me ...
In a week or ten days the snow and ice will melt from Cemetery Road. I'm coming! Don't move! Once ...
a cold bright sun two days to christmas a first-quarter moon at a good vantage-point a small white coffin driven ...
I'll tell you something: every day people are dying. And that's just the beginning. Every day, in funeral homes, new ...
When I die I don't care what happens to my body throw ashes in the air, scatter 'em in East ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
Even in driving by feeling the sense of relief Letting them rest the dead buried in the ground covering their ...
The maw of the earth gaping open, awful restless souls not finding people an open wound remaining, unstitched broken stones, ...
The deer, hungry, late winter finding food at the base, the little warm, exposed places at the base of the ...
Tactile memories in the cemetery stones visual reflections of the times the ages in which the country knew imagery of ...
By way of a vanished bridge we cross this river as a cloud of lifted snow would ascend a mountain. ...
Nothing to say to all those marriages! She had made three herself to three of his. The score was even ...
I. The poem is important, but not more than the people whose survival it serves, one of the necessities, so ...
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
I am standing in the cemetery at Byrds, Texas. What did Judy say? "God-forsaken is beautiful, too." A very old ...
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
On a little hill amid fertile fields lies a small cemetery, a Jewish cemetery behind a rusty gate, hidden by ...
I have become very hairy all over my body. I'm afraid they'll start hunting me because of my fur. My ...
'Twas in the year of 1869, and on the 19th of November, Which the people in Southern Germany will long ...
'Twas in the year of 1888 and on the 17th of January That the late Rev. Dr. Wilson's soul fled ...
'Twas in the year of 1888, and on the 19th of November, Which the friends of the late Ex-Provost Rough ...
There lived in Munich a poor, weakly youth, But for the exact date, I cannot vouch for the truth, And ...
I was Willie Metcalf. They used to call me "Doctor Meyers" Because, they said, I looked like him. And he ...
If the excursion train to Peoria Had just been wrecked, I might have escaped with my life -- Certainly I ...
There are places where the eye can starve, But not here. Here, for example, is The Piazza Navona, & here ...
The first genocide of the 21st century Began in Sudan. Slavery is cursed: Black-African Muslims strike first. Arab Muslims strike ...
Between the avenues of cypresses, All in their scarlet cloaks, and surplices Of linen, go the chaunting choristers, The priests ...
Along the avenue of cypresses, All in their scarlet cloaks and surplices Of linen, go the chanting choristers, The priests ...
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