The Peonage System (Lizelia Augusta Jenkins Moorer Poems)
The religious wars of Europe have been numbered with the past,But a worse thing, bright America with clouds has overcast,'Tis ...
The religious wars of Europe have been numbered with the past,But a worse thing, bright America with clouds has overcast,'Tis ...
In the skull kept on the desk.In the spider-pod in the dust.Or nowhere. In milkmaids, in loaves,Or nowhere. And if ...
'Twas a land set apart for a nationPredestined for times like these -Se apart, in the Great Creation,By its place ...
Now, when our Lord was come to eighteen years,The King commanded that there should be builtThree stately houses, one of ...
Under what spell are we debasedBy fears for our inviolate Isle,Whose record is of dangers facedAnd flung to heel with ...
i went to a movie showthe other evening in the cuffof a friends turned up trousersand saw the three little ...
The Word came down to Dives in Torment where he lay: "Our World is full of wickedness, My Children maim ...
The Four Archangels, so the legends tell, Raphael, Gabriel, Michael, Azrael, Being first of those to whom the Power was ...
folly cracked the mirror a soul gasping wound voodoo induced vertigo psychedelic blackouts in the cracks between art and blasphemy ...
I MARK the months in liveries dank and dry, The day-tides many-shaped and hued; I see the nightfall shades subtrude, ...
In moments of enlightenment a foretaste of God often without words in beauty, in light in singing, in dancing in ...
We must remember the moment of their journey on the day of Easter, before the certainty of his rising a ...
Reaping the Whirlwind, the story of man from the fall of Adam, the revolt in Cain and Abel, the bickering ...
In story after story, they didn't exactly shine with great understanding, of the mystery unfolding around them, in their midst, ...
So hard to grapple with the folly of our choices the stubborn march to dismay, destruction the lost souls of ...
Talk to me of love with wonder in your eyes, of limber magic flying through the veiling air and soft-edged ...
Even tonight will pass into memory's oblivion, doomed, despite an ardent reunion of once estranged yet precisely matched parts, to ...
I had no profound feelings of shock or surprise to those matter-of-fact revelations which spelled the end of this chapter ...
As sure as prehistoric fish grew legs and sauntered off the beaches into forests working up some irregular verbs for ...
my insanity i waited and watched street wizard glass stone hip idealist smoking their bed time flower beads into sky ...
The voice of a dead poet calling out from his grave asking me to follow his visions. Once a spirit ...
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