Wafers of Ice (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Footprints in the frozen mud crowns of the craters perching between the peaks grabbing the tops of the hollow cups ...
Footprints in the frozen mud crowns of the craters perching between the peaks grabbing the tops of the hollow cups ...
Like a giant game of blocks is the washing of dishes of a family of five even when only the ...
A hole in the wall shop, Counter and seller Plastic cups and pitchers A bit of rum, a bunch of ...
Two pitchers, two bowls Two pair of hands of the pastor and the proconsul Metaphorical markers of a life well ...
I RECOLLECT, that lately much I blamed, The sort of lover, avaricious named; And if in opposites we reason see, ...
One grand boulevard with trees with one grand cafe in sun with strong black coffee in very small cups. One ...
Often in this life of ours we resemble, in our failure to meet, the Shen and Shang constellations, one of ...
The sorrow of riverside blossoms inexplicable, And nowhere to complain -- I've gone half crazy. I look up our southern ...
S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse A persona che mai tornasse al mondo, Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse. Ma ...
Love in a humor play'd the prodigal And bade my Senses to a solemn feast; Yet, more to grace the ...
Can I explain this to you? Your eyes are entrances the mouths of caves I issue from wonderful interiors upon ...
Between Rita and my eyes There is a rifle And whoever knows Rita Kneels and plays To the divinity in ...
Here on the slopes of hills, facing the dusk and the cannon of time Close to the gardens of broken ...
Under Grand Central's tattered vault --maybe half a dozen electric stars still lit-- one saxophone blew, and a sheer black ...
I - STARLIGHT With two bright eyes, my star, my love, Thou lookest on the stars above: Ah, would that ...
At his Birthday Feast With memories old and wishes new We crown our cups again, And here's to you, and ...
STEP me now a bridal measure, Work give way to love and leisure, Hearts be free and hearts be gay ...
Bereaved of all, I went abroad -- No less bereaved was I Upon a New Peninsula -- The Grave preceded ...
There is a morn by men unseen -- Whose maids upon remoter green Keep their Seraphic May -- And all ...
Bring me the sunset in a cup, Reckon the morning's flagons up And say how many Dew, Tell me how ...
We were born of tea, our mum could drink fourteen cups a day, an awesome feat to try to rationalise, ...
These painful, cold athritic fingers have to last much longer yet, they're all I have to keep the pages on ...
The turquoise pool rose up to meet us, its slide a silver afterthought down which we plunged, screaming, into a ...
To the tune of "Happy Event Is Nigh" The wind ceases; fallen flowers pile high. Outside my screen, petals collect ...
Search. Search. Seek. Seek. Cold. Cold. Clear. Clear. Sorrow. Sorrow. Pain. Pain. Hot flashes. Sudden chills. Stabbing pains. Slow agonies. ...
Hark! 'tis the twanging horn! O'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
In the usual iconography of the temple or the local Wok you would never see him doing such a thing, ...
I have been so great a lover: filled my days So proudly with the splendour of Love's praise, The pain, ...
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