Little Sleep’s-Head Sprouting Hair In The Moonlight (Galway Kinnell Poems)
1 You scream, waking from a nightmare. When I sleepwalk into your room, and pick you up, and hold you ...
1 You scream, waking from a nightmare. When I sleepwalk into your room, and pick you up, and hold you ...
I eat oatmeal for breakfast. I make it on the hot plate and put skimmed milk on it. I eat ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Across a continent imaginary Because it cannot be discovered now Upon this fully apprehended planet- No more applicants considered, Alas, ...
Her imaginary playmate was a grown-up In sea-coal satin. The flame-blue glances, The wings gauzy as the membrane that the ...
The slow overture of rain, each drop breaking without breaking into the next, describes the unrelenting, syncopated mind. Not unlike ...
Blandly mother takes him strolling by railroad and by river --he's the son of the absconded hot rod angel-- and ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
"She took away my invisible band while we were in the middle of a song!" Such was the exclamation, the ...
There was a crawlspace under the addition, the master bedroom, a small cut out into the larger basement, maybe three ...
A hurried up party in our bed this morning, on top of the comforter, the blanket toy tea set and ...
What does it mean that his first friend was an imaginary friend? How did that fact shape his world and ...
Having picked the final datum From the universe And fixed it in its column, Named the causes of infinity, Performed ...
I thought my father was far too fat - eagerly I told him so, if he was offended it didn't ...
The whole idea of it makes me feel like I'm coming down with something, something worse than any stomach ache ...
Always for the first time Hardly do I know you by sight You return at some hour of the night ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
He yelled at me in Greek, my God!â?"It's not his language and I'm no good atâ?"his Aramaic, wasâ?"I am a ...
If I could live again my life, In the next - I'll try, - to make more mistakes, I won't ...
An imaginary composer.] I. Hist, but a word, fair and soft! Forth and be judged, Master Hugues! Answer the question ...
Inheritance. I wasn't raised to call myself Black, Indian, Chinese-- "You're human," said my parents. That was all. By the ...
As a girl, she hated the grain of anything on her fins. Now she is part fire ant, part centipede. ...
It is life in slow motion, it's the heart in reverse, it's a hope-and-a-half: too much and too little at ...
Down along the Snakebite River, where the overlanders camp, Where the serpents are in millions, all of the most deadly ...
Frost apple on a knotted whirling bough of dark becoming where it cannot be. So much both for the soil ...
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
Alfonso is a handsome bronze-hued lad Of subtly-changing and surprising parts; His moods are storms that frighten and make glad, ...
I, too, dislike it: there are things that are important beyond all this fiddle. Reading it, however, with a perfect ...
I. A NEGRO SERMON:-SIMON LEGREE (To be read in your own variety of negro dialect.) Legree's big house was white ...
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