String Bass (Adrian Green Poem)
Some like to dominate, others caress a voluptuous rhythm on pliant strings. This pulse drives life through wanton counterpoint, the ...
Some like to dominate, others caress a voluptuous rhythm on pliant strings. This pulse drives life through wanton counterpoint, the ...
Now the golden Morn aloft Waves her dew-bespangled wing, With vermeil cheek and whisper soft She wooes the tardy Spring: ...
Pindaric Ode "Ruin seize thee, ruthless King! Confusion on thy banners wait! Tho' fanned by Conquest's crimson wing, They mock ...
Lo! where the rosy-bosomed Hours, Fair Venus' train, appear, Disclose the long-expecting flowers, And wake the purple year! The Attic ...
Part One - The Calling Let me sleep, for my soul is intoxicated with love and Let me rest, for ...
I What new element before us unborn in nature? Is there a new thing under the Sun? At last inquisitive ...
Standing in this crowd with our neighbors looking at the faces fear, yet resolved Standing for justice yearning for compassion ...
More than the stuff of clay water within us too by His breath alive able to walk the earth God ...
Fired by the Spirit the burrs burned away growing in the flames empowered to spread his love Sent by the ...
The one song of Christ sung with different voices over the centuries across the face of the earth in diverse ...
Daphne's Answer to Sylvia, declaring she should esteem all as Enemies, who should talk to her of LOVE. THEN, to ...
Pretty Nymph! within this Shade, Whilst the Flocks to rest are laid, Whilst the World dissolves in Heat, Take ...
Though loth to grieve The evil time's sole patriot, I cannot leave My buried thought For the priest's cant, Or ...
O Music hast thou only heard The laughing river, the singing bird, The murmuring wind in the poplar-trees,-- Nothing but ...
"Nature" is what we see -- The Hill -- the Afternoon -- Squirrel -- Eclipse -- the Bumble bee -- ...
Which things excited you the most when you were young, can you recall the pleasures they would bring? Indulge yourself, ...
Night's grating of steel on stone and splash of water crashing from the buckets brings back that moment in a ...
Fond man, that canst believe her blood Will from those purple channels flow; Or that the pure untainted flood Can ...
From a letter from STC to Wordsworth after writing The Nightingale: In stale blank verse a subject stale I send ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Still let my tyrants know, I am not doomed to wear Year after year in gloom and desolate despair; A ...
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammels and computers live together in ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
SAE flaxen were her ringlets, Her eyebrows of a darker hue, Bewitchingly o'er-arching Twa laughing e'en o' lovely blue; Her ...
ON a bank of flowers, in a summer day, For summer lightly drest, The youthful, blooming Nelly lay, With love ...
O WHA will to Saint Stephen's House, To do our errands there, man? O wha will to Saint Stephen's House ...
Said a people to a poet---" Go out from among us straightway! While we are thinking earthly things, thou singest ...
Thou fair hair'd angel of the evening, Now, while the sun rests on the mountains light, Thy bright torch of ...
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