Capsized (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Capsized in the bay caught on the sandbar, buffeted by the wind, caught off guard, moving, without rudder, caught by ...
Capsized in the bay caught on the sandbar, buffeted by the wind, caught off guard, moving, without rudder, caught by ...
It has been said that history isn't written by who was in the right; but by who was left, after ...
Down by the river, we played, dreamed, explored alone and together, bikes left by the rock piles, Climbing, hiking, claiming ...
A Planet no more a dwarf, a minor player on the celestial stage the lord of the underworld relegated, lost ...
I was harnessed and tethered tied to the earth, not truly free but I soared, for a few moments minutes ...
Pictures from another life, of other lives, forgotten and remembered fell from the boxes, from the envelopes from among the ...
What a project to move a ten by ten heavy, dead weight heavy wooden shed from the middle of the ...
Another driving image as we went down the highway a familiar bit of water a space where a tributary meets ...
A human interest story in the midst of the chaos the flooding of the Merrimack in the heart of the ...
Eight silent canoes Pushed off onto the still waters At 2am on a July night. The full moon and stars ...
I wanted to call this "walking with the prophet" Because I feel he was more like the exhorter Elijah Guiding ...
A fence of wattles Placed just so in the mud shaped in labyrinth out in the current by the landing, ...
I'M now disposed to give a pretty tale; Love laughs at what I've sworn and will prevail; Men, gods, and ...
THE Lombard princes oft pervade my mind; The present tale Boccace relates you'll find; Agiluf was the noble monarch's name; ...
SOLICITED I've been to give a tale, In which (though true, decorum must prevail), The subject from a picture shall ...
THOSE who in fables deal, bestow at ease Both names and titles, freely as they please. It costs them scarcely ...
It nests in the hollow of my pelvis, I carry it with both hands, as if offering my stomach, as ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
So like a flower and a current of air the flow of water fleeting shadows the smile glimpsed at midnight ...
"I've been having these awful dreams, each a little different, though the core's the same- we're walking in a field, ...
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
Wordsworth, thy music like a river rolls Among the mountains, and thy song is fed By living springs far up ...
A hush is over all the teeming lists, And there is pause, a breath-space in the strife; A spirit brave ...
Who ever loves, if he do not propose The right true end of love, he's one that goes To sea ...
The Lilac is an ancient shrub But ancienter than that The Firmamental Lilac Upon the Hill tonight -- The Sun ...
The Brain, within its Groove Runs evenly -- and true -- But let a Splinter swerve -- 'Twere easier for ...
I think that the Root of the Wind is Water -- It would not sound so deep Were it a ...
Is the current rate of global warming a serious and cogent warning? Do we need to think about the fact ...
You may have heard a dumb-ass claim that Katrina, a hurricane, is to blame for current stress upon our fiscal ...
Away, haunt thou me not, Thou vain Philosophy! Little hast thou bestead, Save to perplex the head, And leave the ...
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