A Pastiche For Eve (Weldon Kees Poem)
Unmanageable as history: these Followers of Tammuz to the land That offered no return, where dust Grew thick on every ...
Unmanageable as history: these Followers of Tammuz to the land That offered no return, where dust Grew thick on every ...
So here's your Empire. No more wine, then? Good. We'll clear the Aides and khitmatgars away. (You'll know that fat ...
We are very slightly changed From the semi-apes who ranged India's Prehistoric clay; He that drew the longest bow Ran ...
The tempest calmed after bending the branches of the trees and leaning heavily upon the grain in the field. The ...
Failing to recognize to honor our commitment the obligation of society at the base of the social contract The governed ...
The rights of the people universal rights of dignity of respect for their freedoms the will of the governed their ...
All of us matter all children of God none of us to be left out all who seek God who ...
Lord, in the stillness of your house, in the troubled places in our hearts let us sit quietly, at your ...
The words of the Rabbi, the teacher the one who walked on the earth turning the tables on the powerful, ...
What makes these words so distinct, so special, so unique, that they must be in quotes, that each, in their ...
Was it 12(g) that governed My studies tonight Use all my tools now, Spread before me, Or lose them later ...
Tide pools caught in the rocks fishbowls without bubblers waiting for the tide change Microcosm of the sea under glass ...
No one's timetable governed our steps up with the first light long before the sun rose over the slate blue ...
If heaven were to do again, And on the pasture bars, I leaned to line the figures in Between the ...
I have dreamed of you so much that you are no longer real. Is there still time for me to ...
Seven tailored suits, matching shoes and socks, a brace of muted ties with subtle breast pocket handkerchiefs descried, you wouldn't ...
The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his ...
That some day, emerging at last from the terrifying vision I may burst into jubilant praise to assenting angels! That ...
'Twas Saltbush Bill, with his travelling sheep, was making his way to town; He crossed them over the Hard Times ...
Into her presence he gaily pranced, A very fat spark, and a bit advanced. With a Samson tread on the ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
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