Hidden (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
From all I've done and all I've said let them not seek to find who I've been. An obstacle stood ...
From all I've done and all I've said let them not seek to find who I've been. An obstacle stood ...
Sent off to boarding school at twelve, with a pair of oxfords, a pair of patents, my sterling silver christening ...
Just over the horizon a great machine of death is roaring and rearing. One can hear it always. Earthquake, starvation, ...
The West Village by then was changing; before long the rundown brownstones at its farthest edge would have slipped into ...
I to the open road, You to the hunchbacked street - Which of us two Shall the earlier rue That ...
Lo! I lament. Fallen is the sixfold Star: Slain is Asar. O twinned with me in the womb of Night! ...
I to the open road, You to the hunchbacked street - Which of us two Shall the earlier rue That ...
Lo! I lament. Fallen is the sixfold Star: Slain is Asar. O twinned with me in the womb of Night! ...
Give me back my broken night my mirrored room, my secret life it's lonely here, there's no one left to ...
What is song's eternity? Come and see. Can it noise and bustle be? Come and see. Praises sung or praises ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman When the world itself looked exhausted, revolving round the sun; when a bumble-bee sounded tired of humming ...
another day is here and my hands are still covered with a mantle of stoic ink words scribbled on a ...
Pruning the rosebush the ache of the summer heat on my shoulders, the feel of the living stalk between fingers, ...
I woke up, but I was travelling, The train had rolled throughout the night, It was now going toward huge ...
And then life; and once again A house where I was born. Around us The granary above what once had ...
She died in the upstairs bedroom By the light of the ev'ning star That shone through the plate glass window ...
I told her I loved her and begged but a word, One dear little word, that would be For me ...
(A Virginia Legend.) The Planting of the Hemp. Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas (Black is the gap below the ...
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fishing in America as if Trout Fishing ...
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
When I saw my friend covered with blood, I thought This is the end of the dream, now I'll wake ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
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