After Years (Ted Kooser Poem)
Today, from a distance, I saw you walking away, and without a sound the glittering face of a glacier slid ...
Today, from a distance, I saw you walking away, and without a sound the glittering face of a glacier slid ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
I -- A Pleasant Afternoon for Michael Brownstein and Dick Gallup One day 3 poets and 60 ears sat under ...
I What new element before us unborn in nature? Is there a new thing under the Sun? At last inquisitive ...
What started in Jerusalem Like an ordinary planet of an ordinary star on the edge of the galaxy Like a ...
The beauty of creation is found in the context of creation the story of how we began the world beginning ...
There is a dish to hold the sea, A brazier to contain the sun, A compass for the galaxy, A ...
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. ...
Upon this Primrose hill, Where, if Heav'n would distil A shower of rain, each several drop might go To his ...
Here at the spoke-ends of our galaxy it is easy to forget the central axle moving insensibly slow, still the ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
In a motion of night they massed nearer my post. I hummed a short blues. When the stars went out ...
I don't know somehow it seems sufficient to see and hear whatever coming and going is, losing the self to ...
The God of Scribes looked down and saw The bitter band of seven, Who had outraged his holy law And ...
I looked down on a daisied lawn To where a host of tiny eyes Of snow and gold from velvet ...
As down Mount Emerald at eve I came, The mountain moon went all the way with me. Backward I looked, ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
Fanaticism?No.Writing is exciting and baseball is like writing. You can never tell with either how it will go or what ...
I. Sunrise. In my sleep I was fain of their fellowship, fain Of the live-oak, the marsh, and the main. ...
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