Pickthorn Manor (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
BOMBAY Royal and Dower-royal, I the Queen Fronting thy richest sea with richer hands -- A thousand mills roar through ...
I When I considered it too closely, when I wore it like an element and smelt it like water, Life ...
A forward rush by the lamp in the gloom, And we clasped, and almost kissed; But she was not the ...
certain creatures it seems are never seen straight on - they occupy the corner of the eye once sensed (a ...
(i) introduction his home in ruins his parents gone frederick seeks to reclaim his throne to the golden mountain he ...
Shall I move the flowers again? Shall I put them further to the left into the light? Win that fix ...
The fox pushes softly, blindly through me at night, between the liver and the stomach. Comes to the heart and ...
Up rode the white horse, From somewhere far below; Prideful, full of power, And charming as a doe. ***** The ...
The deliberate inversion of the standard order whom Christ defined as blessed, happy cursed, shunned now in society Shocking us ...
His own people of his community unable to believe in the Christ rejecting Jesus, the man they knew Unable to ...
An unbroken piece of chalk rolling on the auditorium floor a symbol, an invitation, a means to witness to bear ...
Laypeople, like you and me, upon them is our faith, our hope not from the royal priesthood, the ancient bloodlines ...
For some reason, some greater purpose people walk into our lives for a moment, a season, for our lives sharing ...
There it was, once again melting my heart, a puddle of goo, no longer thinking of the day ahead Shy, ...
She spoke with greater power, with authority beyond the written words she had prepared sharing a different story, a truer ...
Her words were for me the reason I do this, why I care go into the ring, fight Because I ...
Early morning (or very late night) Carbon and ink eraser, with the bristles Before Whiteout The Corona clacked away Her ...
A bit of war poetry read by featured poets Brought it back to me that night on the floor Each ...
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
The sound of the closing outside door was all. You made no sound in the grass with your footfall, As ...
"You ought to have seen what I saw on my way To the village, through Mortenson's pasture to-day: Blueberries as ...
I got so I could take his name -- Without -- Tremendous gain -- That Stop-sensation -- on my Soul ...
Thus heav'nward all things tend. For all were once Perfect, and all must be at length restor'd. So God has ...
As if you actually died in that dream and woke up dead. Shadows of untangling vines tumble toward the ceiling. ...
Frost apple on a knotted whirling bough of dark becoming where it cannot be. So much both for the soil ...
Today your things depart. Your faience cup fell off the table at sunrise and cracked. Your old grey dog did ...
I was crushed between Altgeld and Armour. I lost many friends, much time and money Fighting for Altgeld whom Editor ...
If a good man were ever housed in Hell By needful error of the qualities, Perhaps to prove the rule ...
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