Words I have written (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Someone finding, fragments, words I have written calling them to these snippets of my life from so far away Wondering ...
Someone finding, fragments, words I have written calling them to these snippets of my life from so far away Wondering ...
Stepping out of your pew out of our assigned seating moved by the message, to step out in faith out ...
Yes, we have far to go so far to go in this world, in this country, in the work of ...
Once more, my now bewildered Dove Bestirs her puzzled wings Once more her mistress, on the deep Her troubled question ...
O all the little rivers that run to Hudson's Bay, They call me and call me to follow them away. ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
On the Columbia River near Vantage, Washington, we fished for whitefish in the winter months; my dad, Swede- Mr. Lindgren-and ...
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
NO Spartan tube, no Attic shell, No lyre Æolian I awake; 'Tis liberty's bold note I swell, Thy harp, Columbia, ...
Columbia, fair queen in your glory! Columbia, the pride of the earth! We crown you with song- wreath and story; ...
STATES! Were you looking to be held together by the lawyers? By an agreement on a paper? Or by arms? ...
1 O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman! Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds! Such join'd unended links, each hook'd ...
OUT of the murk of heaviest clouds, Out of the feudal wrecks, and heap'd-up skeletons of kings, Out of that ...
1 O STAR of France! The brightness of thy hope and strength and fame, Like some proud ship that led ...
1 WEAPON, shapely, naked, wan! Head from the mother's bowels drawn! Wooded flesh and metal bone! limb only one, and ...
1 AFTER all, not to create only, or found only, But to bring, perhaps from afar, what is already founded, ...
OVER the carnage rose prophetic a voice, Be not dishearten'd-Affection shall solve the problems of Freedom yet; Those who love ...
1 STARTING from fish-shape Paumanok, where I was born, Well-begotten, and rais'd by a perfect mother; After roaming many lands-lover ...
I stood beside his sepulchre whose fame, Hurled over Europe once on bolt and blast, Now glows far off as ...
An elegy on the death of MONTGOMERY TAPPEN who dies at Poughkeepsie on the 20th of Nov. 1784 in the ...
Brooklyn, 1929. Of course Crane's been drinking and has no idea who this curious Andalusian is, unable even to speak ...
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