Miss Thompson Goes Shopping (Martin Armstrong Poems)
Miss Thompson at HomeIn her lone cottage on the downs,With winds and blizzards and great crownsOf shining cloud, with wheeling ...
Miss Thompson at HomeIn her lone cottage on the downs,With winds and blizzards and great crownsOf shining cloud, with wheeling ...
He sat by me in school. His face is now Vividly in my mind, as if he went From me but yesterday--its ...
Crass rays streaming from the vestibules;Cafes glittering like jeweled teeth;High-flung signsBlinking yellow phosphorescent eyes;Girls in blackCircling monotonouslyAbout the orange lights…Nothing ...
Haunted by unknown feet-Ways of the midnight hour!Strangely you murmur below me,Strange is your half-silent power.Places of life and of ...
Sloth (I)Too many a Samsan lip your teeth indent:Too many a Sybil girl you lure to makeThe Great Refusal for ...
I THINK that when the Master Jeweler tells His beads of beauty over, seeking there One gem to name as most supremely ...
The day is ended! Ghostly shadows creep Along each dim-lit wall and corridor. The bugle sounds as from some faery shore Silvered with ...
'Twas the dusky Hallowe'en --Hour of fairy and of wraith,When in many a dim-lit green,'Neath the stars' prophetic sheen,As the ...
A GROAN from a dim-lit upper room -A stealthy step on the stairs in the gloom -A hurried glance to ...
(Melbourne)I CAME to buy a book. It was a shopDown in a narrow quiet street, and hereThey kept, I knew, ...
What does it mean? Tired, angry, and ill at ease, No man, woman, or child alive could please Me now. ...
Against the oaken pew he leant, A child of summers three or four,And smiled to see each stained-glass saint Cast ...
Yet with what art, thro' what enormous space,With what innumerous threads how deftly plann'd,Silverly separate in the subtle hand,He winds ...
Too many a Samsan lip your teeth indent:Too many a Sybil girl you lure to makeThe Great Refusal for a ...
1 WHEN lilacs last in the door-yard bloom'd, And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the ...
Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat There in the holy house at Almesbury Weeping, none with her save ...
WHAT does it mean? Tired, angry, and ill at ease, No man, woman, or child alive could please Me now. ...
Wrapped was the world in slumber deep, By seaward valley and cedarn steep, And bright and blest were the dreams ...
He rides away with sword and spur, Garbed in his warlike blazonry, With gallant glance and smile for her Upon ...
Hollow rang the house when I knocked on the door, And I lingered on the threshold with my hand Upraised ...
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