A Tale of Starvation (Amy Lowell Poem)
There once was a man whom the gods didn't love, And a disagreeable man was he. He loathed his neighbours, ...
There once was a man whom the gods didn't love, And a disagreeable man was he. He loathed his neighbours, ...
So you're writing for a paper? Well, it's nothing very new To be writing yards of drivel for a tidy ...
The rafters are open to sun, moon, and star, Thistles and nettles grow high in the bar -- The chimneys ...
When I got home I went out into the garden Liking it when the frost bit My old brown boots ...
The old woman sits on a bench before the door and quarrels With her meagre pale demoralized daughter. Once when ...
Robin Hood's mother, these twelve years now, Has been gone from her earthly home; And Robin has paid, he scarce ...
Between my finger and my thumb The squat pin rest; snug as a gun. Under my window, a clean rasping ...
"Ah, are you digging on my grave, My loved one? -- planting rue?" -- "No: yesterday he went to wed ...
"O 'Melia, my dear, this does everything crown! Who could have supposed I should meet you in Town? And whence ...
Then a hermit, who visited the city once a year, came forth and said, "Speak to us of Pleasure." And ...
The sod, the earth, willingly giving to the bite of my spade, soil rich wet loam, clean clear of rocks, ...
It all starts with the quality, the density, the size of the snow bank. True now, true forty years ago; ...
Vetted, checked, rechecked Branch on branch Dead ends and richness Teasing truths from the muck Seeing possibilities in hypothetical, Looping ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
A WIT, transported with Inditing, Unpay'd, unprais'd, yet ever Writing; Who, for all Fights and Fav'rite Friends, Had Poems at ...
"OH, let's go up the hill and scare ourselves, As reckless as the best of them to-night, By setting fire ...
1/ Genius is not a generous thing In return it charges more interest than any amount of royalties can cover ...
A livid sky on London And like the iron steeds that rear A shock of engines halted And I knew ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Harvest moon-- called at his house, he was digging potatoes. (Yosa Buson)
I stood beside the grave of him who blazed The comet of a season, and I saw The humblest of ...
Noises from underground made gibber some others collected & dug henry up saying 'You are a sight.' Chilly, he muttered ...
I. My heart sank with our Claret-flask, Just now, beneath the heavy sedges That serve this Pond's black face for ...
On the unbreathing sides of hills they play, a specklike girl and boy, alone, but near a specklike house. The ...
Under a sky the color of pea soup she is looking at her work growing away there actively, thickly like ...
Sometimes we collide, tectonic plates merging, continents shoving, crumpling down into the molten veins of fire deep in the earth ...
'Twas in scientific circles That the great Professor Brown Had a world-wide reputation As a writer of renown. He had ...
We crossed to the other side, the burgee of the boat ceased flapping and lagged behind like a dead wing. ...
Edna St. Vincent Millay - Intention To Escape From Him I think I will learn some beautiful language, useless for ...
Translated by Shorsha Sullivan (book includes DVD with audio performance directed by Piers Burton-Page, slide show of sculptures by Fritz ...
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