The Summer Image (Leonie Adams Poems)
(From a Persian Carpet)Ash and strewments, the first moth-wings, paleArdour of brief evenings, on the fecund wind;Or all a wing, ...
(From a Persian Carpet)Ash and strewments, the first moth-wings, paleArdour of brief evenings, on the fecund wind;Or all a wing, ...
The gloomy hulls in armor grim, Like clouds o'er moors have met,And prove that oak, and iron, and man Are tough in ...
Mortal mixed of middle clay,Attempered to the night and day,Interchangeable with things,Needs no amulets nor rings.Guy possessed the talismanThat all ...
God had called us, and we came;Our loved Earth to ashes left; Heaven was a neighbor's house,Open flung to us, ...
dear boss i was talking with an ant the other day and he handed me a lot of gossip which ...
Searching my heart for its true sorrow,This is the thing I find to be:That I am weary of words and ...
Why art thou silent when each bird And every freshet ...
Not only the lark but the robin too (Oh, heart o' my heart, come into the wood!) Is ...
945This is a Blossom of the Brain -A small - italic SeedLodged by Design or HappeningThe Spirit fructified -Shy as ...
You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis, He, the handsome Yenadizze, Whom the people called the Storm-Fool, Vexed the village with disturbance; ...
I was Lord of Cities very sumptuously builded. Seven roaring Cities paid me tribute from far. Ivory their outposts were--the ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
NOW, rallying once if ne'er again, With flag at half-mast flown, A people in dire need and strain Mans Tyra's ...
This is a Blossom of the Brain -- A small -- italic Seed Lodged by Design or Happening The Spirit ...
Dew -- is the Freshet in the Grass -- 'Tis many a tiny Mill Turns unperceived beneath our feet And ...
a stone at dawn cold water in the basin these walls' rough plaster imageless after the hammering of so much ...
The true faith discovered was When painted panel, statuary. Glass-mosaic, window-glass, Amended what was told awry By some peasant gospeller; ...
This is the story the stockman told On the cattle-camp, when the stars were bright; The moon rose up like ...
Meanwhile the new-baptized, who yet remained At Jordan with the Baptist, and had seen Him whom they heard so late ...
Searching my heart for its true sorrow, This is the thing I find to be: That I am weary of ...
God had called us, and we came; Our loved Earth to ashes left; Heaven was a neighbor's house, Open to ...
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