A Psalm Of Councel (Joseph Furphy Poems)
Though some good folks may take it ill,As trifling with parsonic frill,Thus saith the Lord to Jim and Bill,In admonition ...
Though some good folks may take it ill,As trifling with parsonic frill,Thus saith the Lord to Jim and Bill,In admonition ...
PAT M'DURMER brought the tidings to the town of God-Forgotten : 'There are lively days before ye-commin Parlymint's dissolved!'And the boys ...
It was old Jerry Brown, Who'd an office in town,And he used to get jocular, very; And he'd go to the Shore When ...
Wrap me up in me stockwhip and blanket, And bury me deep down below,Where this piffle and sham won't disgust me, In ...
Among the high-branching, leafless boughsAbove the roof-peaks of the town,Snowflakes unnumberably come down.I watched out of the attic windowThe laced ...
All day I think about it, then at night I say it.Where did I come from, and what am I ...
We know no mithridatum of despairas drunks, the angry penguins of the night,straddling the cobbles of the square,tying a shoelace ...
'Attar began The Conference of the Birds (Mantiq al-tair) with an invocation praising the holy Creator in which he suggested ...
1. ON ASPHALT: NO GREENS Quarry out the stone of land, cobble the beach, wall surf, name it "street," allow ...
Of course, the familiar rustling of programs, My hair mussed from behind by a grand gesture Of mink. A little ...
That shy mysterious poet Arthur StaceWhose work was just one single mighty wordWalked in the utmost depths of time and ...
DER teufel's los in Bal Mabille, Dere's hell-fire in de air, De fiddlers can't blay noding else Boot Orphee aux ...
1.Swallows crown the afternoon.Your eyes reflected on a silver spoonmake you sob.You take pictures of the sun.A woman with whose ...
Above the restaurants in the eveningsThe sultry air is wild and still,And the decaying breath of springDrives drunken shouting.Above the ...
BY HANS BREITMANN. Der noble Ritter Hugo Von Schwillensaufenstein, Rode out mit shper and helmet, Und he coom to de ...
Like summer in some countries and like rain in mine, for nuns like God, for drunks like beer, like food ...
for J.L.D. Why should we do this? What good is it to us? Above all, how can we do such ...
You've heard of Belching Billy, likewise known as Windy Bill, As punk a chunk of Yukon scum as ever robbed ...
The clouds and the stars didn't wage this war the brooks gave no information if the mountain spewed stones of ...
The autumn feels slowed down, summer still holds on here, even the light seems to last longer than it should ...
'Perspective betrays with its dichotomy: train tracks always meet, not here, but only in the impossible mind's eye; horizons beat ...
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