Conscription Camp (Karl Shapiro Poems)
Your landscape sickens with a dry diseaseEven in May, Virginia, and your sweet pinesLike Frenchmen runted in a hundred warsAre ...
Your landscape sickens with a dry diseaseEven in May, Virginia, and your sweet pinesLike Frenchmen runted in a hundred warsAre ...
IThe shadows sit and stand about its doorLike uninvited guests and poor;And all the long, hot summer dayThe grating locust ...
Wasn't it pleasant, O brother mine,In those old days of the lost sunshineOf youth-- when the Saturday's chores were through,And ...
Quaint and forgotten, by an unused road, An old house stands: around its doors the dense Blue iron-weeds grow high; The chipmunks make ...
My old flame, my wife!Remember our lists of birds?One morning last summer, I droveby our house in Maine. It was ...
A log-hut in the solitude, A clapboard roof to rest beneath!This side, the shadow-haunted wood; That side, the sunlight-haunted heath.At daybreak Morn ...
I'd like to be walking the Cranberry Road,Where the sea shines blue through the bristling firs,and the rocky pastures are ...
High up the brick old mill building up above the brick, the granite, between the clapboard window dormers hanging on ...
From narrow provinces of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides where the bay leaves the sea ...
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