Malcolm’s Katie: A Love Story – Part VI. (Isabella Valancy Crawford Poems)
"Who curseth Sorrow knows her not at all.Dark matrix she, from which the human soulHas its last birth; whence, with ...
"Who curseth Sorrow knows her not at all.Dark matrix she, from which the human soulHas its last birth; whence, with ...
I awoke in the Midsummer not to call night, in the white and the walk of themorning:The moon, dwindled and ...
leaves and leaving call october home her daughter releases wood smoke from her skin rich in scorpio blood survived the ...
I awoke in the Midsummer not to call night, in the white and the walk of the morning: The moon, ...
Joining the melody, swaying in the pew on the night, silent night the holy night of the birth Advent, come ...
Out of the day of Thanksgiving after the declarations of Christ the King at the cusp of Advent preparing our ...
We celebrate another turn another year of her life a year closer to more meaningful milestones But even here, the ...
A motorized voyeur Driving down the road By the farm At the cusp of autumn A figure toiling in the ...
When was the beginning, in the fertilising, in the flower, or was it deeper, in the earth beneath? No end ...
My mouth hovers across your breasts in the short grey winter afternoon in this bed we are delicate and touch ...
After the red leaf and the gold have gone, Brought down by the wind, then by hammering rain Bruised and ...
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