In these quiet moments (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
In these quiet moments before the night softens the mountains of the South and deflates the clouds that float beneath ...
In these quiet moments before the night softens the mountains of the South and deflates the clouds that float beneath ...
I thought of how a whale's white ribs could choke the sky's blue neck, massive vertebrae half-buried in sand, and ...
Just over the horizon a great machine of death is roaring and rearing. One can hear it always. Earthquake, starvation, ...
To the tune of "Red Lips" Lonely in my secluded chamber, A thousand sorrows fill every inch of my sensitive ...
To the tune of "Song of Peace" Year by year, in the snow, I have often gathered plum flowers, intoxicated ...
An ingenuity too astonishing to be quite fortuitous is this bog full of sundews, sphagnum- lined and shaped like a ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
'Tis morning; and the sun, with ruddy orb Ascending, fires th' horizon: while the clouds, That crowd away before the ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
On the horizon the peaks assembled; And as I looked, The march of the mountains began. As they marched, they ...
I walked in a desert. And I cried, "Ah, God, take me from this place!" A voice said, "It is ...
I saw a man pursuing the horizon; Round and round they sped. I was disturbed at this; I accosted the ...
Far spread the moorey ground a level scene Bespread with rush and one eternal green That never felt the rage ...
The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon; And, if the sun looks through, 'tis with a face Beamless ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman Once in my childhood I watched mesmerized a magician magic everything away from before my eyes and ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman The kaleidoscope stood befrilled with splendour; no messenger from on high did descend to hand it blessings, ...
Let me introduce to you my poetry: it's an island flying from book to book searching for the page where ...
the people are very small and shrink, dwarves on the way to netsuke hell bound for a flea circus in ...
I woke up, it was the house where I was born, Sea foam splashed against the rock, Not a single ...
In a vision of the night I saw them, In the battles of the night. 'Mid the roar and the ...
Gray rainwater lay on the grass in the late afternoon. The carp lay on the bottom, resting, while dusk took ...
What though the sun had left my sky; To save me from despair The blessed moon arose on high, And ...
Darling, you think it's love, it's just a midnight journey. Best are the dales and rivers removed by force, as ...
A Short Poem or Else Not Say I True pleasure breathes not city air, Nor in Art's temples dwells, In ...
Mild the mist upon the hill Telling not of storms tomorrow; No, the day has wept its fill, Spent its ...
Come, walk with me, There's only thee To bless my spirit now - We used to love on winter nights ...
Ay! gloriously thou standest there, Beautiful, boundless firmament! That swelling wide o'er earth and air, And round the horizon bent, ...
O constellations of the early night, That sparkled brighter as the twilight died, And made the darkness glorious! I have ...
In a cool curving world he lies And ripples with dark ecstasies. The kind luxurious lapse and steal Shapes all ...
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