Aurora Borealis (Edouard Roditi Poems)
A crystallization of color spreads from the upper regions of the dark sky towards the trembling nipples of the waves. ...
A crystallization of color spreads from the upper regions of the dark sky towards the trembling nipples of the waves. ...
Somewhere in the middle of the ocean every lost riverSorts itself out, reassembles, each picks its own threadWith its one ...
Ere yet upon the unhappy Arctic lands, In dying autumn, Erebus descends With the night's thousand hours, along ...
THE snow was red with patriot blood, The proud foe tracked the blood-red snow. The flying patriots crossed the flood ...
Ho, ye valiant mariners, ho, my merry men,Sought ye gems of Ophir, or gold of Darien?Sank ye in the outer ...
The fields were bleak and sodden. Not a wingOr note enlivened the depressing wood,A soiled and sullen, stubborn snowdrift stoodBeside ...
They say the sea is cold, but the sea contains the hottest blood of all, and the wildest, the most ...
I am the God Thor, I am the War God, I am the Thunderer! Here in my Northland, My fastness ...
"Honor be to Mudjekeewis!" Cried the warriors, cried the old men, When he came in triumph homeward With the sacred ...
Black rocks in the river white icebergs exposed seemingly topped a frozen confection with marshmallow frosting camouflaged as snow January ...
The black rocks in the river the icebergs exposed seeming topped with a frozen confection with marshmallow frosting camouflaged as ...
A dear old couple my grandparents were, And kind to all dumb things; they saw in Heaven The lamb that ...
We'd rather have the iceberg than the ship, although it meant the end of travel. Although it stood stock-still like ...
Celebrate our anniversary - can't you see tonight the snowy night of our first winter comes back again in every ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
1 O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman! Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds! Such join'd unended links, each hook'd ...
1 SAUNTERING the pavement, or riding the country by-road-lo! such faces! Faces of friendship, precision, caution, suavity, ideality; The spiritual, ...
I WAS born on the prairie and the milk of its wheat, the red of its clover, the eyes of ...
The photographic chamber of the eye records bare painted walls, while an electric light lays the chromium nerves of plumbing ...
After seeing at Boston the statue of Robert Gould Shaw, killed while storming Fort Wagner, July 18, 1863, at the ...
"What! still those two infernal questions, That with our meals our slumbers mix -- That spoil our tempers and digestions ...
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