On Turtle Island (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A different walk now on Turtle Island, her people's name for this land of my ancestors too generations long past; ...
A different walk now on Turtle Island, her people's name for this land of my ancestors too generations long past; ...
Like stars, he made the allusion, the metaphor of ideals that are beyond our grasp, eternally out of our reach, ...
TO you, my friends, allow me to detail, The feats of monks in Catalonia's vale, Where oft the holy fathers ...
I Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future, And time future contained in time past. ...
Everyone, after all, was killed: he who was crucified, he who died without skin, he who died without a head, ...
I wake and hearing it raining. Were I dead, what would I give Lazily to lie here, Like this, and ...
Death, be not proud, though some have callèd thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; For those whom ...
Tho' my destiny be Fustian -- Hers be damask fine -- Tho' she wear a silver apron -- I, a ...
The Trees like Tassels -- hit -- and swung -- There seemed to rise a Tune From Miniature Creatures Accompanying ...
Dominion lasts until obtained -- Possession just as long -- But these -- endowing as they flit Eternally belong. How ...
Blossoms will run away, Cakes reign but a Day, But Memory like Melody Is pink Eternally. (Emily Dickinson)
A Dew sufficed itself -- And satisfied a Leaf And felt "how vast a destiny" -- "How trivial is Life!" ...
I Soul, what art thou in the tribes of the sea? LORD, said a flying fish, Below the foundations of ...
To Jesus, the crown of my hope, My soul is in haste to be gone; O bear me, ye cherubim, ...
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
We shall not always plant while others reap The golden increment of bursting fruit, Not always countenance, abject and mute, ...
The opposite seeks the opposite and the drop of black grows within white until turning white into black and conversely ...
Far, far away is mirth withdrawn 'Tis three long hours before the morn And I watch lonely, drearily - So ...
Eternally the choking steam goes up From the black pools of seething oil. . . . How merry Those little ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
Perhaps we go with wind and cloud and sun, Into the free companionship of air; Perhaps with sunsets when the ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
I. She should never have looked at me If she meant I should not love her! There are plenty ... ...
Per me si va ne la citt? dolente, per me si va ne l'etterno dolore, per me si va tra ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since departed, Mark the mastodon. The dinosaur, who left dry ...
I The face, which, duly as the sun, Rose up for me with life begun, To mark all bright hours ...
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