Toward An Organic Philosophy (Kenneth Rexroth Poems)
SPRING, COAST RANGEThe glow of my campfire is dark red and flameless,The circle of white ash widens around it.I get ...
SPRING, COAST RANGEThe glow of my campfire is dark red and flameless,The circle of white ash widens around it.I get ...
IMachine stitched rivets ravel on a treeWhose name he does not know. Left in the sky,He dangles from a silken ...
Filled with myself, walled up in my skinby an inapprehensible god that is stifling me,deceived perhapsby his radiant atmosphere of ...
What lifts the heron leaning on the airI praise without a name. A crouch, a flare,a long stroke through the ...
Should they may be they might if they delightIn why they must see it be there not only necessarilyBut which ...
On the tallest day in time the dead came back.Clouds met us in the pastures past a world.By short wave ...
Over that morn hung heaviness, until,Near sunless noon, we heard the ship's bell beatingA melancholy staccato on dead metal;Saw the ...
IO wonderful and wing?d flower,That hoverest in the garden-close,Finding, in mazes of the rose,The rapture of a summer hour !O ...
Whence, O ye clouds! and whither do ye rove,Borne on Aeolian wings through fields aboveOf heaven's wide cerulean waste? Where ...
a lion at the door swallowed the day broken with spite at the inevitable chorus of pop songs sutured for ...
I -- A Pleasant Afternoon for Michael Brownstein and Dick Gallup One day 3 poets and 60 ears sat under ...
At dawn I dreamed of wispy clouds, I had the time to wield and watched the regimented lines of cirrus ...
I pull the bed slowly open, I open the lips of the bed, get the stack of fresh underpants out ...
I wish it were spring in the world. Let it be spring! Come, bubbling, surging tide of sap! Come, rush ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories