Landscapes (Andree Chedid Poem)
Behind faces and gestures We remain mute And spoken words heavy With what we ignore or keep silent Betray us ...
Behind faces and gestures We remain mute And spoken words heavy With what we ignore or keep silent Betray us ...
The turquoise pool rose up to meet us, its slide a silver afterthought down which we plunged, screaming, into a ...
Impetuously I sprang from bed, Long before lunch was up, That I might drain the dizzy dew From the day's ...
Old Noah he had an ostrich farm and fowls on the largest scale, He ate his egg with a ladle ...
Often beneath the wave, wide from this ledge The dice of drowned men's bones he saw bequeath An embassy. Their ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
Friend of the Wise ! and Teacher of the Good ! Into my heart have I received that Lay More ...
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
With saddest music all day long She soothed her secret sorrow: At night she sighed "I fear 'twas wrong Such ...
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
From what I know of death, I'll side with those who'd like to have a say in how it goes: ...
Doors were left open in heaven again: drafts wheeze, clouds wrap their ripped pages around roofs and trees. Like wet ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Behind faces and gestures We remain mute And spoken words heavy With what we ignore or keep silent Betray us ...
News o' grief had overteaken Dark-eyed Fanny, now vorseaken; There she zot, wi' breast a-heaven, While vrom zide to zide, ...
Whenas-(I love that "whenas" word- It shows I am a poet, too,) Q. Horace Flaccus gaily stirred The welkin with ...
News o' grief had overteaken Dark-eyed Fanny, now vorseaken; There she zot, wi' breast a-heaven, While vrom zide to zide, ...
So sweet love seemed that April morn, When first we kissed beside the thorn, So strangely sweet, it was not ...
Halls grew darker and somehow faded. Grates of windows drowned in black. Every knight, every beautiful lady Knew the tiding: ...
I have braved, for want of wild beasts, steel cages, carved my term and nickname on bunks and rafters, lived ...
To the cities I came in a time of disorder That was ruled by hunger. I sheltered with the people ...
The summer morn is bright and fresh, the birds are darting by, As if they loved to breast the breeze ...
Lo! from quiet skies In through the window my Lord the Sun! And my eyes Were dazzled and drunk with ...
In a cool curving world he lies And ripples with dark ecstasies. The kind luxurious lapse and steal Shapes all ...
(France -- Ancient Regime.) I. Go away! Go away; I will not confess to you! His black biretta clings like ...
The grey gulls drift across the bay Softly and still as flakes of snow Against the thinning fog. All day ...
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