Fidelity (Jared Barhite Poems)
When the infant world in its swaddling band Of mist and cloud and storm, Assumed its forms of sea and land, And the ...
When the infant world in its swaddling band Of mist and cloud and storm, Assumed its forms of sea and land, And the ...
As a harvester, at dusk, Faring down some woody trail Leading homeward through the musk Of may-apple and pawpaw, Hazel-bush, and spice and haw,-- So ...
"Standing between the sun and moon preservesA certain secrecy. Or seems to keepSomething inviolate if only thatHis father was an ...
LAST night, among his fellow roughs,He jested, quaff'd, and swore; A drunken private of the Buffs,Who never look'd before. To-day, ...
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