At The Close Of The Canvass (Ambrose Bierce Poems)
'Twas a Venerable Person, whom I met one Sunday morning,All appareled as a prophet of a melancholy sect;And in a ...
'Twas a Venerable Person, whom I met one Sunday morning,All appareled as a prophet of a melancholy sect;And in a ...
I have always aspired to a more spacious form that would be free from the claims of poetry or prose ...
Is that the only way we can become like Indians, like Rhinoceri, like Quartz Crystals, like organic farmers, like what ...
To laugh is to risk appearing a foolTo weep is to risk appearing sentimentalTo reach out for another is to ...
Slim youth on the bathing beach,Nonchalantly exposing your beautyTo the watery gaze of drowned females,How little they dreamThat you belongWholly ...
Like whales beached on the sand covered in the dunes each car, like an archaeological dig ancient Egypt a treasure ...
The stronger winds the rain in the night exposing the limbs the arms of the trees stripped bare of their ...
The maw of the earth gaping open, awful restless souls not finding people an open wound remaining, unstitched broken stones, ...
To the crowds, the guards, the soldiers, those who would capture him In the dark, at that hour standing his ...
Like plum popcorn kernels the lilac blossoms burst into bloom the plum giving way, exposing the softer, pastel light lilac ...
Brutal honesty, to ourselves mainly opening wounds, covered, buried exposing them to the light, to his grace to put them ...
We talk of the slaughter Herod's massacre of the innocents The same, in an earlier time, the rage of the ...
Fresh tracks in the new-fallen snow the dusting on the forest floor exposing the many creatures who scurry and walk ...
Limp, heavy, droopy blooms, thin skinned irises translucent, in the rain a gauze blouse exposing the skin underneath bejeweled rhododendron ...
In the history of the city long forgotten, buried the remains in the ground glass, metal, wood, bone crockery, leather, ...
Even if you cannot shape your life as you want it, at least try this as much as you can; ...
The murkiness of the local garage is not so dense that you cannot make out the calendar of pinup drawings ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman Once on an evening in a desolate place far from the madding crowds eternal strife I stood ...
NOTHING so true as what you once let fall, "Most Women have no Characters at all." Matter too soft a ...
I have always aspired to a more spacious form that would be free from the claims of poetry or prose ...
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