The League of Nations (Henry Lawson Poem)
Light on the towns and cities, and peace for evermore! The Big Five met in the world's light as many ...
Light on the towns and cities, and peace for evermore! The Big Five met in the world's light as many ...
Short of stature, large of limb, Burly face and russet beard, All the women stared at him, When in Iceland ...
Through an accidental crack in the curtain I can see the eight o'clock light change from charcoal to a faint ...
Millions of babies watching the skies Bellies swollen, with big round eyes On Jessore Road--long bamboo huts Noplace to shit ...
People, random strangers Cool stores Hot blacktop Eyes turn Crackle with energy, anticipation Furtive glances to the horizon, Instinctively knowing ...
People, random strangers Crackle with energy, anticipation Furtive glances to the horizon, Instinctively knowing Darkening sky Deep grays Strong edges ...
The page opens to snow on a field: boot-holed month, black hour the bottle in your coat half voda half ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
"You ought to have seen what I saw on my way To the village, through Mortenson's pasture to-day: Blueberries as ...
You were never told, Mother, how old Illyawas drunk That last holiday, for five days and nights He stumbled through ...
Over the terminal, the arms and chest of the god brightened by snow. Formerly mercury, formerly silver, surface yellowed by ...
A Man may make a Remark -- In itself -- a quiet thing That may furnish the Fuse unto a ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
How baseless is the mightiest earthly pride, The diamond is but charcoal purified, The lordliest pearl that decks a monarch's ...
Your daisies have come on the day of my divorce: the courtroom a cement box, a gas chamber for the ...
(Chirstmas Day, 1917)THE FIVE O'CLOCK prairie sunset is a strong man going to sleep after a long day in a ...
YOU fear, Ligurra - above all, you long - That I should smite you with a stinging song. This dreadful ...
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star ...
Troubled slumbering of things, the curtain blown aside by the gush of the salty wind, the advent of the tide ...
"What should such fellows as I do, Crawling between earth and heaven?" Here is the phial; here I turn the ...
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