Remember with affection (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
They'll always tell a story those obscure mementos stacked on dusty shelves, demure and silent like the other gaudy tributes ...
They'll always tell a story those obscure mementos stacked on dusty shelves, demure and silent like the other gaudy tributes ...
The line that remained, that became true: . . . your house in Paris -- become the alterpiece of your ...
Ask me why I send you here The firstling of the infant year; Ask me why I send to you ...
One in thy thousand statues we salute thee On all thy thousand thrones acclaim and claim Who walk in forest ...
Lo! I am come to autumn, When all the leaves are gold; Grey hairs and golden leaves cry out The ...
To the tune of "Rinsing Silk Stream" Thousands of light flakes of crushed gold for its blossoms, Trimmed jade for ...
To the tune of "Bodhisattva Aliens" Soft breezes, mild sunshine, spring is still young. The sudden change of the light ...
Warm rain and soft breeze by turns Have just broken And driven away the chill. Moist as the pussy willows, ...
Lost aboard the roll of Kodac- olor that was to have super- seded all need to remember Somerset were: a ...
It sheds a shy solemnity, This lamp in our poor room. O grey and gold amenity, -- Silence and gentle ...
You who desired so much--in vain to ask-- Yet fed you hunger like an endless task, Dared dignify the labor, ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
It may indeed be fantasy when I Essay to draw from all created things Deep, heartfelt, inward joy that closely ...
Is there another world for this frail dust To warm with life and be itself again? Something about me daily ...
Summer pleasures they are gone like to visions every one And the cloudy days of autumn and of winter cometh ...
The name of the author is the first to go followed obediently by the title, the plot, the heartbreaking conclusion, ...
It is possible to be struck by a meteor or a single-engine plane while reading in a chair at home. ...
You came to me as rain breaks on the desert when every flower springs to life at once, but joy ...
Doors were left open in heaven again: drafts wheeze, clouds wrap their ripped pages around roofs and trees. Like wet ...
A ROSE, as fair as ever saw the North, Grew in a little garden all alone; A sweeter flower did ...
Come, walk with me, There's only thee To bless my spirit now - We used to love on winter nights ...
Slowly up silent peaks, the white edge of the world, Trod four archangels, clear against the unheeding sky, Bearing, with ...
The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the ...
When colour goes home into the eyes, And lights that shine are shut again, With dancing girls and sweet birds' ...
It is the hour when from the boughs The nightingale's high note is heard; It is the hour -- when ...
Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story; The days of our youth are the days of ...
THE Demon, in my chamber high, This morning came to visit me, And, thinking he would find some fault, He ...
A MIDDLE-AGE INTERLUDE. ROSA MUNDI; SEU, FULCITE ME FLORIBUS. A CONCEIT OF MASTER GYSBRECHT, CANON-REGULAR OF SAID JODOCUS-BY-THE-BAR, YPRES CITY. ...
O LASSIE, are ye sleepin yet, Or are ye waukin, I wad wit? For Love has bound me hand an' ...
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