A Pastoral Dialogue (Melibæus, Alcippe, Asteria, Licida, Alcimedon, and Amira. ) (Anne Killigrew Poem)
Melibæus. WElcome fair Nymphs, most welcome to this shade, Distemp'ring Heats do now the Plains invade: But you may sit, ...
Melibæus. WElcome fair Nymphs, most welcome to this shade, Distemp'ring Heats do now the Plains invade: But you may sit, ...
Spring wafts up the smell of bus exhaust, of bread and fried potatoes, tips green on the branches, repeats old ...
They have little tractors in their blood and all day the tractors climb up and down inside their arms and ...
The swallow of summer, she toils all the summer, A blue-dark knot of glittering voltage, A whiplash swimmer, a fish ...
Pigeons shake their wings on the copper church roof out my window across the street, a bird perched on the ...
Maybe the question not "paper or plastic?" are we focused losing sight of our purpose do we only think of ...
Trees in groves, Kine in droves, In ocean sport the scaly herds, Wedge-like cleave the air the birds, To northern ...
A frightening stillness will mark that day And the shadow of streetlights and fire-alarms will exhaust the light All things, ...
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you ...
The murkiness of the local garage is not so dense that you cannot make out the calendar of pinup drawings ...
To exalt, enthrone, establish and defend, To welcome home mankind's mysterious friend Wine, true begetter of all arts that be; ...
Chill and mirk is the nightly blast, Where Pindus' mountains rise, And angry clouds are pouring fast The vengeance of ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
Down horse drink gentleman alcohol Ask gentleman what place go Gentleman say not achieve wish Return lie south mountain near ...
Fishing boat pursue water love hill spring Both banks peach blossom arrive ancient river crossing Travel look red tree not ...
FROM pent-up, aching rivers; From that of myself, without which I were nothing; From what I am determin'd to make ...
I woke up this morning with the city's noises fusing into my dream A pride of lions roaring in anger ...
Traveling through the dark I found a deer dead on the edge of the Wilson River road. It is usually ...
'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill Appear in Writing or in Judging ill, But, of the two, ...
When the Lieutenant of the Guardia de Asalto heard the automatic go off, he turned and took the second shot ...
"I've been where it hurts." the Kid He becomes Sierra Kid I passed Slimgullion, Morgan Mine, Camp Seco, and the ...
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