The Correspondence School Instructor Says Goodbye To His Poetry Students (Galway Kinnell Poem)
Goodbye, lady in Bangor, who sent me snapshots of yourself, after definitely hinting you were beautiful; goodbye, Miami Beach urologist, ...
Goodbye, lady in Bangor, who sent me snapshots of yourself, after definitely hinting you were beautiful; goodbye, Miami Beach urologist, ...
On the first night of the full moon, the primeval sack of ocean broke, & I gave birth to you ...
(i) i believed in flower-power (the triumph of the meek) the thought that what a wind could bend was not ...
Your soul was lifted by the wings today Hearing the master of the violin: You praised him, praised the great ...
Albert were what you'd call "thwarted". He had long had an ambition, which... Were to save up and go to ...
Here on the slopes of hills, facing the dusk and the cannon of time Close to the gardens of broken ...
I cannot want it more -- I cannot want it less -- My Human Nature's fullest force Expends itself on ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
'Twas at that hour of beauty when the setting sun squandereth his cloudy bed with rosy hues, to flood his ...
The Man that hath great griefs I pity not; 'Tis something to be great In any wise, and hint the ...
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
1 A SONG of the good green grass! A song no more of the city streets; A song of farms-a ...
1 WHEN lilacs last in the door-yard bloom'd, And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the ...
From noiseful arms, and acts of prowess done In tournament or tilt, Sir Percivale, Whom Arthur and his knighthood called ...
You that do search for every purling spring, Which from the ribs of old Parnassus flows, And every flower, not ...
You that do search for every purling spring Which from the ribs of old Parnassus flows, And every flower, not ...
'Twas in the year of 1887, and on the 28th of September, Which many people of Honan, in China, will ...
One bumper at parting! -- though many Have circled the board since we met, The fullest, the saddest of any ...
You have become a forge of snow-white fire, A crucible of molten steel, O France! Your sons are stars who ...
I. At last; so this is you, my dear! How should I guess to find you here? So long, so ...
Today, many will awaken with a fresh sense of inspiration. Why not you? Today, many will open their eyes to ...
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