An Octopus (Marianne Moore Poems)
of ice. Deceptively reserved and flat,it lies "in grandeur and in mass"beneath a sea of shifting snow-dunes;dots of cyclamen-red and ...
of ice. Deceptively reserved and flat,it lies "in grandeur and in mass"beneath a sea of shifting snow-dunes;dots of cyclamen-red and ...
Within a London garret high, Above the roofs and near the sky, My ill-rewarding pen I ply To win me bread. This little chamber, ...
IN my little Green House, quite content am I,When the hot sun pours down from the sky;For oh, I love ...
About me leagues of houses lie, Above me, grim and straight and high, They climb; the terraces lean up Like ...
The shopping had been tedious, and the rainCame pelting down as she turned home again.The motor-bus ...
One night came on a hurricane,The sea was mountains rolling, When Barney Buntline turned his quid,And said to Billy Bowling: ...
Over the housetops, Above the rotating chimney-pots, I have seen a shiver of amethyst, And blue and cinnamon have flickered ...
I THE WINTER evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways. Six o'clock. The burnt-out ends of smoky days. ...
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