Chains Of Fires (Elsa Gidlow Poems)
Each dawn, kneeling before my hearth,Placing stick, crossing stickOn dry eucalyptus barkNow the larger boughs, the log(With thanks to the ...
Each dawn, kneeling before my hearth,Placing stick, crossing stickOn dry eucalyptus barkNow the larger boughs, the log(With thanks to the ...
Blocks of snow, piled higher and higher building a wall, a ring a start of an igloo, a fort, a ...
One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound ...
Some carol of the banjo, to its measure keeping time; Of viol or of lute some make a song. My ...
I I took the clock down from the shelf; "At eight," said I, "I shoot myself." It lacked a minute ...
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