The Stars Go Over The Lonely Ocean (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
Unhappy about some far off things That are not my affair, wandering Along the coast and up the lean ridges, ...
Unhappy about some far off things That are not my affair, wandering Along the coast and up the lean ridges, ...
The furl of fresh-leaved dogrose down His cheeks the forth-and-flaunting sun Had swarthed about with lion-brown Before the Spring was ...
Glory be to God for dappled things- For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow; For rose-moles all in stipple ...
Scene.--A wide stretch of fallow ground recently sown with wheat, and frozen to iron hardness. Three large birds walking about ...
Glory be to God for dappled things- For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow; For rose-moles all in stipple ...
restorative, as the creator planned the sacredness of rest written purposefully into the cycle of the weeks, the years, letting ...
To care for the garden the world that we share such was our charge from the Lord dominion over the ...
The destruction of creation when we claim to be God forgetting we are stewards called to watch over the earth ...
All part of God's plan the sabbath, rest for his people rest for the land, all of creation The earth ...
Snow, a melting dusting layered, in the December sun mud, ruts, the stubble snow between the rows, the stalks the ...
Brown-yellow long grasses rising again, after the weight of the snow gone away for another year an empty fallow field ...
What would be said, if we were to close; who would know, who would care? What is our niche, our ...
Focused on on him, his needs so were their hearts as I talked of options ways to serve his needs, ...
Each day is a new day, another day given for us to choose how to use it for good or ...
The ferns, the moss, the grass rise up, in the shadowed places up out of the moist rich ground adding ...
Like the rainbow after the storm, the perennials blooming year on year in the garden, the fallow forgotten places once ...
He walked the streets of the old mill town long past the heyday of his life heavy soles on his ...
An unhappy owner a fallow tree a worthy gardener not giving up not yet, on his charge to care and ...
Many hands raised in the hall voices raised to the ceiling, the heavens each one a voice of discernment of ...
Driving in the fall 'morn, light filtering into the clearing wood; I spied a wall awakening from its slumber, no ...
The Bat is dun, with wrinkled Wings -- Like fallow Article -- And not a song pervade his Lips -- ...
It happened by Bretton Wood (although that wasn't it's real name) and I recall a clear, grey dawn and the ...
(Matthew, xiii.3) Ye sons of earth prepare the plough, Break up your fallow ground; The sower is gone forth to ...
Far spread the moorey ground a level scene Bespread with rush and one eternal green That never felt the rage ...
(with apologies to Frederic Taber Cooper) I well recall (and who does not) The circus bill-board hippopotamus, whose wide distended ...
I said fate plays a game without a score, and who needs fish if you've got caviar? The triumph of ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
NOW, Kennedy, if foot or horse E'er bring you in by Mauchlin corse, (Lord, man, there's lasses there wad force ...
I GAT your letter, winsome Willie; Wi' gratefu' heart I thank you brawlie; Tho' I maun say't, I wad be ...
UPON that night, when fairies light On Cassilis Downans 2 dance, Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze, On sprightly ...
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