The Pit (Ivan Goran Kovacic Poems)
BLOOD is my daylight, and darkness too. Blessing of night has been gouged from my cheeks Bearing with it my more lucky ...
BLOOD is my daylight, and darkness too. Blessing of night has been gouged from my cheeks Bearing with it my more lucky ...
Dormered and verandaed, cool,Locust-girdled, on the hill;Stained with weather-wear, and dull-Streak'd with lichens; every sillThresholding the beautiful;I can see it ...
From out the hills where twilight stands,Above the shadowy pasture lands,With strained and strident cry,Beneath pale skies that sunset bands,The ...
IThe mellow smell of hollyhocksAnd marigolds and pinks and phloxBlends with the homely garden scentsOf onions, silvering into rods;Of peppers, ...
When I walk in my house I see pictures,bought long ago, framed and hanging-de Kooning, Arp, Laurencin, Henry Moore-that I've ...
backroad leafmold stonewall chipmunkunderbrush grapevine woodchuck shadblowwoodsmoke cowbarn honeysuckle woodpilesawhorse bucksaw outhouse wellsweepbackdoor flagstone bulkhead buttermilkcandlestick ragrug firedog brownbreadhilltop outcrop ...
There is the caw of a crow,And the hesitant song of a thrush.There is the tinkle of a cowbell far ...
a herd of legendson the hill slopelooked up from its grazingwhen chaitanya came into sightand the hills remained stillwhen chaitanyawas ...
backroad leafmold stonewall chipmunk underbrush grapevine woodchuck shadblow woodsmoke cowbarn honeysuckle woodpile sawhorse bucksaw outhouse wellsweep backdoor flagstone bulkhead buttermilk ...
There is the caw of a crow, And the hesitant song of a thrush. There is the tinkle of a ...
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