The Hunt (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The hunt begins at a languid pace belying hysteria building in place, biding its time to menace the peace in ...
The hunt begins at a languid pace belying hysteria building in place, biding its time to menace the peace in ...
Where were you Shirley of the Sanguine Lake? Where did you disappear? The echoes of your empty house Were almost ...
Silvered in the dying light she lies a silent sleeping twinkle coloured Eve who heaves and breathes a sinuous sigh ...
It is an abhorrent thing, this incarceration of your vulnerability, profoundly cruel in the way you were beaten to your ...
The strident sounds of silence echo in a darkened room, a beggar's tomb of emptied space and barrenness, a shameful ...
Night's grating of steel on stone and splash of water crashing from the buckets brings back that moment in a ...
And the Piper dreams as he pipes up in his mind colours in choral horizons distant, of courtliness dimmed in ...
Wind of the dead men's feet, Blow down the empty street Of this old city by the sea With news ...
Behind faces and gestures We remain mute And spoken words heavy With what we ignore or keep silent Betray us ...
Recite the loves of Narva and Mored The priest of Chalma's triple idol said. High from the ground the youthful ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
No cloud, no relique of the sunken day Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip Of sullen light, no obscure ...
Late, late yestreen I saw the new Moon, With the old Moon in her arms ; And I fear, I ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
A spirit sped Through spaces of night; And as he sped, he called, "God! God!" He went through valleys Of ...
A BOAT beneath a sunny sky, Lingering onward dreamily In an evening of July -- Children three that nestle near, ...
A boat, beneath a sunny sky Lingering onward dreamily In an evening of July -- Children three that nestle near, ...
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
Behind faces and gestures We remain mute And spoken words heavy With what we ignore or keep silent Betray us ...
Because God put His adamantine fate Between my sullen heart and its desire, I swore that I would burst the ...
The moon, a sweeping scimitar, dipped in the stormy straits, The dawn, a crimson cataract, burst through the eastern gates, ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
Away, ye gay landscapes, ye garden of roses! In you let the minions of luxury rove; Restore me to the ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Nature is a temple where the living pillars Let go sometimes a blurred speech- A Forest of symbols passes through ...
'TWAS even-the dewy fields were green, On every blade the pearls hang; The zephyr wanton'd round the bean, And bore ...
YON wandering rill that marks the hill, And glances o'er the brae, Sir, Slides by a bower, where mony a ...
HOW cold is that bosom which folly once fired, How pale is that cheek where the rouge lately glisten'd; How ...
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