Milkweed and Monarch (Paul Muldoon Poems)
The rain comes flapping through the yardlike a tablecloth that she hand-embroidered.My mother has left it on the line.It is ...
The rain comes flapping through the yardlike a tablecloth that she hand-embroidered.My mother has left it on the line.It is ...
It is true love becauseI put on eyeliner and a concerto and make pungent observations about the great issues of ...
To me the A Major Concerto has been dearerThan ever before, because I saw one weaveWonderful patterns of bright green, ...
Mr. Simkin B---n---r---d to Lady B---n---r---d, at --- Hall, North. A Public Breakfast. Motives for the same.--A List of the ...
Mr. Simkin B---n---r---d to Lady B---n---r---d, at --- Hall, North. A Modern Head--Dress, with a little Polite Conversation. What base ...
What is sound, as standing for the world and the mind of man at any time, and in ...
There's a breathless hush on the freeway tonight Beyond the ledges of concrete restaurants fall into dreams with candlelight couples ...
Now darkness ponds upon the violet hills; cicadas sing; the tall elms gently sway; and night bends near, a deepening ...
I sit on the tracks, a hundred feet from earth, fifty from the water. Gerald is inching toward me as ...
I sit on the tracks, a hundred feet from earth, fifty from the water. Gerald is inching toward me as ...
Bix to Buxtehude to Boulez, The little white dog on the Victor label Listens long and hard as he is ...
It is true love because I put on eyeliner and a concerto and make pungent observations about the great issues ...
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