The Dance To Death. Act III (Emma Lazarus Poems)
ACT III. A cell in the Wartburg Monastery. Enter PRIOR PEPPERCORN with the casket.PRIOR.So! Glittering shell where doubtless shines concealedAn ...
ACT III. A cell in the Wartburg Monastery. Enter PRIOR PEPPERCORN with the casket.PRIOR.So! Glittering shell where doubtless shines concealedAn ...
Fold away all your bright-tinted dresses, Turn the key on your jewels today,And the wealth of your tendril-like tresses Braid ...
I lay in the abyss, where twisting squeezingThe lowest form of life pushed itself peristaltically.Where slippery and slimy worm and ...
A despondent highway is stretched,its eyes set on the far horizonOn the cold dirt of its bosom,its grayish beauty spreadAs ...
Wait, for now. Distrust everything, if you have to. But trust the hours. Haven't they carried you everywhere, up to ...
(roundel: variation of the rondeau consisting of three stanzas of three lines each, linked together with but two rhymes and ...
Lost past exhaustion she floated, lapping the shore with the wind and tide Completed, her journey done, spent Returning to ...
I didn't make you know how glad I was To have you come and camp here on our land. I ...
The Mountains -- grow unnoticed -- Their Purple figures rise Without attempt -- Exhaustion -- Assistance -- or Applause -- ...
Four days the earth was rent and torn By bursting steel, The houses fell about us; Three nights we dared ...
The world is full of women who'd tell me I should be ashamed of myself if they had the chance. ...
love is believable in every moment of exhaustion in every heartbroken home in every dark spirit, the meaning unfolds... ...in ...
In memory of D. W. Prall The ghosts of James and Peirce in Harvard Yard At star-pierced midnight, after the ...
Four days the earth was rent and torn By bursting steel, The houses fell about us; Three nights we dared ...
to Robert Hass and in memory of Elliot Gilbert Slow dulcimer, gavotte and bow, in autumn, Bashõ and his friends ...
All the air conditioners now slacken their hummed carrier wave. Once again we've served our three months with remissions in ...
A heroic story I will unfold, Concerning Jenny Carrister, a heroine bold, Who lived in Australia, at a gold mine ...
'Twas in the year of 1746, and in April the 14th day, That Prince Charles Stuart and his army marched ...
1 Dawn. First light tearing at the rough tongues of the zinnias, at the leaves of the just born. Today ...
In Lake Forest, a suburb of Chicago, a woman sits at her desk to write me a letter. She holds ...
THE DREAM This has nothing to do with war or the end of the world. She dreams there are gray ...
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