The Trucker (Jon Anderson Poems)
Elevators, like great oaksrise into the evening, and when they descendyou hardly know yourself.All nightthe fair, shadowed cab lightshone on ...
Elevators, like great oaksrise into the evening, and when they descendyou hardly know yourself.All nightthe fair, shadowed cab lightshone on ...
How many dawns, chill from his rippling rest The seagull's wings shall dip and pivot him, Shedding white rings of ...
Until tonight they were separate specialties, different stories, the best of their own worst. Riding my warm cabin home, I ...
To find clues where there are none, That's my job now, I said to the Dictionary on my desk. The ...
BY day the skyscraper looms in the smoke and sun and has a soul. Prairie and valley, streets of the ...
I WAS born on the prairie and the milk of its wheat, the red of its clover, the eyes of ...
It so happens I am sick of being a man. And it happens that I walk into tailorshops and movie ...
A rainbow comes pouring into my window, I am electrified. Songs burst from my breast, all my crying stops, mistory ...
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