Reconnaissan (Arna Wendall Bontemps Poems)
After the cloud embankments,the lamentation of windand the starry descent into time,we came to the flashing waters and shaded our ...
After the cloud embankments,the lamentation of windand the starry descent into time,we came to the flashing waters and shaded our ...
1 (Windless Summer)Between the glass panes of the sea are pressedPatterns of fronds, and ...
In the Japanese tongue of the mind's eye one two syllable word tells of the fringe of rain clinging to ...
A storm was coming, that was why it was dark. The wind was blowing the fronds of the palm trees ...
i like the silence of reading flat on my stomach on the woollen floor my legs waving upwards like the ...
The hands of the ferns translucent in the melting the frost bleeding to water soon to be gone Standing erect ...
Tide pools caught in the rocks fishbowls without bubblers waiting for the tide change Microcosm of the sea under glass ...
Since the fern can't go to the sink for a drink of water, I graciously submit myself to the task, ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
Now darkness ponds upon the violet hills; cicadas sing; the tall elms gently sway; and night bends near, a deepening ...
After the cloud embankments, the lamentation of wind and the starry descent into time, we came to the flashing waters ...
You can't put in the ground swell of the organ from the Christiansted, St.Croix, Anglican Church behind the paratrooper's voice: ...
1 (Windless Summer) Between the glass panes of the sea are pressed Patterns of fronds, and the bronze tracks of ...
Drugs made Pauline vague. She sat one day at the breakfast table Fingering in a baffled way The fronds of ...
And thus the people every year in the valley of humid July did sacrifice themselves to the long green phallic ...
Color of lemon, mango, peach, These storybook villas Still dream behind Shutters, thier balconies Fine as hand- Made lace, or ...
When the call of the hudud, Echoes through the palm fronds Carrying in their mists, Visions, memories: Caravans of high ...
(Being the philosophy of many Soldiers.) Sit on the bed; I'm blind, and three parts shell, Be careful; can't shake ...
Freedom. How her spirit Haunts, Hooks, Entices us all! Freedom, Will the time come For my ideas to roam Across ...
Strong and slippery, built for the midnight grass-party confronted by four cats, he sleeps his time away-- the detached first ...
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