Evening in Stepney — For M (Lilian Bowes Lyon Poems)
1The greenness after sterile stone,Not one stone left upon another;The augury unforeseen of a listening April.Behind the boarded window,Socket of ...
1The greenness after sterile stone,Not one stone left upon another;The augury unforeseen of a listening April.Behind the boarded window,Socket of ...
An inextensible heavy chainLies on a smooth horizontal plane,An impulsive force is applied at A,Required the initial motion of K.Let ...
THEY tell us that the Muse is soon to fly hence,Leaving the bowers of song that once were dear,Her robes ...
Ye British Asses, who expect to hearEver some new thing,I've nothing new to tell, but what, I fear,May be a ...
I.A mathematician fell madly in loveWith a lady, young, handsome, and charming:By angles and ratios harmonic he stroveHer curves and ...
These of living emanate a formidable light,Which is equal to death, and when usedGives increase eternally.What fortifies in separate thoughtIs ...
WHY and Wherefore set out one dayTo hunt for a wild Negation.They agreed to meet at a cool retreatOn the ...
Meaning, nature, has shed this glistening skin—Shrill shell of colors crying in the lightfor root or foot or body, boldly ...
Greet the tender grassblades by your path, and listenWhile the clay-sprung grass that's fine as hair will whisper,Whisper to your ...
It is a matter of a black catOn a bare cliff top in MarchWhose eyes anticipateThe gorse petals;The formal equation ...
Tell me, mother Nature! tender yet stern mother! In what nomenclature (fitlier than another) Can I laud and ...
His shoulder did I holdToo high that I, o'erbold Weak one, Should lean thereon.But He a little hathDeclined ...
~'Why was Adam driven from the garden?'The pupil asked his master. 'His heart was hardenedWith images, a hundred bonds that ...
Sad is the man who is asked for a story and can't come up with one. His five-year-old son waits ...
The rich man foolish, restless happy about what he had but wanting more in his garner even more silos barns ...
In the letter, the words of John written later, distilling, aware, understanding after the walk with the One, sent to ...
It always seems, wherever I turn we are the bad guys, the ones in the way the ones asking Him ...
I reason, Earth is short -- And Anguish -- absolute -- And many hurt, But, what of that? I reason, ...
The name of the author is the first to go followed obediently by the title, the plot, the heartbreaking conclusion, ...
I was walking home down a hill near our house on a balmy afternoon under the blossoms Of the pear ...
--The Carpathian Frontier, October, 1968 --for my brother Once, in a foreign country, I was suddenly ill. I was driving ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories