Stephen–Saul (John Oxenham Poems)
Stephen, who died while I stood by consenting, Wrought in his death the making of a life,Bruised one hard heart to ...
Stephen, who died while I stood by consenting, Wrought in his death the making of a life,Bruised one hard heart to ...
Days, when the ball of our visionHad eagles that flew unabashed to sun;When the grasp on the bow was decision,And ...
From the mystic sidereal spaces,In the noon of a night 'mid of May,Came a spirit that murmured to me --Or ...
when you werent here, i went over my fears i never looked behind silver poems, i wrote when you werent ...
What voice is that which o'er the ocean,Through what is lit and what obscure no less,Night's coruscations and its darknesses,Still ...
My close-walled soul has never knownThat innermost darkness, dazzling sight,Like the blind point, whence the visions springIn the core of ...
Richard Chessick, John Gedo, James Grotstein and Vamik Voltan What darknesses have you lit up for me What depths of ...
Heed me, feed me, I am hungry, I am red-tongued with desire; Boughs of balsam, slabs of cedar, gummy fagots ...
You've asked me what the lobster is weaving there with his golden feet? I reply, the ocean knows this. You ...
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