The Vision Of Echard (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
The Benedictine EchardSat by the wayside well,Where Marsberg sees the bridalOf the Sarre and the Moselle.Fair with its sloping vineyardsAnd ...
The Benedictine EchardSat by the wayside well,Where Marsberg sees the bridalOf the Sarre and the Moselle.Fair with its sloping vineyardsAnd ...
Henry hates the world. What the world to Henrydid will not bear thought.Feeling no pain,Henry stabbed his arm and wrote ...
Spring quickly growing alive in the water the weeks of rain infusing all the land with color the softness of ...
The wellspring of words the sense of the place writing giving me words to speak the source of this space ...
The morning sticky moisture coming, rising on my brow my forehead, almost without exertion calling for the tissue to mop ...
The rich, full, round rhododendron bloom hidden, nestled snug behind the yew, full green deep forest, radiant chartreuse where the ...
A bright, glowing, chartreuse forest, the young leaves radiating color too bright to absorb, as they would in summer the ...
Chartreuse blooms, living for a week at most maple trees lining Maple Street little bells, like green lilies of the ...
I can almost imagine a client's perspective, their opinion, from fertile imagination that the sky, the very air thick a ...
a range of options, possible outcomes working on that which can be achieved this is the challenge, the role, the ...
Henry hates the world. What the world to Henry did will not bear thought. Feeling no pain, Henry stabbed his ...
O my beloved city, How many times have I deserted you For the sights and sounds of Babylon? How often ...
Purple as tulips in May, mauve into lush velvet, purple as the stain blackberries leave on the lips, on the ...
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