They Were Confused (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Who was Jesus, what did the crowd say what did the authorities believe and what about his followers, the disciples ...
Who was Jesus, what did the crowd say what did the authorities believe and what about his followers, the disciples ...
Over the tree line Under the blue Powerless ghost Servant of day A leaf pressed under waxed paper Muted and ...
When the busy day is done, And my weary little one Rocketh gently to and fro; When the night winds ...
I like a church, I like a cowl, I love a prophet of the soul, And on my heart monastic ...
I Midwinter spring is its own season Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown, Suspended in time, between pole and tropic. When ...
'A letter from my love to-day! Oh, unexpected, dear appeal!' She struck a happy tear away, And broke the crimson ...
Now do I hear thee weep and groan, Who hath a comrade sunk at sea? Then quaff thee of my ...
She was thinner, with a mannered gauntness as she paused just inside the double glass doors to survey the room, ...
Out in the sky the great dark clouds are massing; I look far out into the pregnant night, Where I ...
So, so, break off this last lamenting kiss, Which sucks two souls, and vapors both away, Turn thou ghost that ...
When by thy scorn, O murd'ress, I am dead, And that thou think'st thee free From all solicitation from me, ...
One need not be a Chamber -- to be Haunted -- One need not be a House -- The Brain ...
She died at play, Gambolled away Her lease of spotted hours, Then sank as gaily as a Turn Upon a ...
I never felt at Home -- Below -- And in the Handsome Skies I shall not feel at Home -- ...
There came a wind like a bugle It quivered through the GRASS, And a green chill upon the heat So ...
The only Ghost I ever saw Was dressed in Mechlin -- so -- He wore no sandal on his foot ...
THROUGH halls of vanished pleasure, And hold of vanished power, And crypt of faith forgotten, A came to Ludlow tower. ...
I LORD of the grass and hill, Lord of the rain, White Overlord of will, Master of pain, I who ...
To the melody of "Sheng Sheng Man" I pine and peak And questless seek Groping and moping to linger and ...
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 ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
The sole true Something--This ! In Limbo Den It frightens Ghosts as Ghosts here frighten men-- For skimming in the ...
My father is a quiet man With sober, steady ways; For simile, a folded fan; His nights are like his ...
I can scare children as the Victorians aimed to do even on an August beach tell a fairy tale one ...
I said goodbye to Beale Street one year, eyes hurting from the painful contrast of stark white on black - ...
The south-wind strengthens to a gale, Across the moon the clouds fly fast, The house is smitten as with a ...
In the dungeon-crypts, idly did I stray, Reckless of the lives wasting there away; "Draw the ponderous bars! open, Warder ...
When, by decree of the supreme power, The Poet appears in this annoyed world, His mother, blasphemous out of horror ...
I. Your ghost will walk, you lover of trees, (If our loves remain) In an English lane, By a cornfield-side ...
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