April (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
SAVOR of love is thick on the April air, The blunted boughs dispose their lacy bloom, And many sorry steeds dismissed to ...
SAVOR of love is thick on the April air, The blunted boughs dispose their lacy bloom, And many sorry steeds dismissed to ...
The mountain road ends here,Broken away in the chasm whereThe bridge washed out years ago.The first scarlet larkspur glittersIn the ...
Drunk as drunk on turpentineFrom your open kisses,Your wet body wedgedBetween my wet body and the strakeOf our boat that ...
I.IT glooms forlornly 'mid wan ocean dunes,A desolate grave-mound on a dreary lea,Touched by sad splendors of gray-misted moons,Or veiled ...
Now drop the holt, and securely nailThe horse-shoe over the door;'T is a wise precaution, and if it should failIt ...
What is there saddening in the Autumn leaves?Have they that "green and yellow melancholy"That the sweet poet spake of?—Had he ...
for HarukoHey Baby you bettahurry it up!Becausesince you went totallyoffI seen a full moonI seen a half moonI seen a ...
crimson sunseteven through cloudsvernal equinox(Masaoka Shiki)
CHRIST WAS BORN, KING OF GLORYin midwinter, mighty prince,eternal, almighty, on the eighth day,Healer, called, heaven's ...
I I stood once where these rows of deep piazzas Frown on the harbor from their columned pride, ...
Round Se?m's isle the black waves boilOn the rough, rough rocks below,And none can tell the date or timeSince they ...
RUINS! Alas we have been wont to say,With half regretful tone, that in the graceAnd glory of our country's youthful ...
"Press'd by the Moon, mute arbitress of tides, While the loud equinox its power ...
When descends on the Atlantic The gigantic Storm-wind of the equinox, Landword in his wrath he scourges The toiling surges, ...
You happened to me. I was happened to like an abandoned building by a bull- dozer, like the van that ...
The duties of the Wind are few, To cast the ships, at Sea, Establish March, the Floods escort, And usher ...
Thrill with lissome lust of the light, O man ! My man ! Come careering out of the night Of ...
Thrill with lissome lust of the light, O man ! My man ! Come careering out of the night Of ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
Press'd by the Moon, mute arbitress of tides, While the loud equinox its power combines, The sea no more its ...
Drunk as drunk on turpentine From your open kisses, Your wet body wedged Between my wet body and the strake ...
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