Fungi From Yuggoth (Howard Phillips Lovecraft Poems)
I. The BookThe place was dark and dusty and half-lostIn tangles of old alleys near the quays,Reeking of strange things ...
I. The BookThe place was dark and dusty and half-lostIn tangles of old alleys near the quays,Reeking of strange things ...
"Who curseth Sorrow knows her not at all.Dark matrix she, from which the human soulHas its last birth; whence, with ...
When these stately Halls I scanAnd the giant burden of these Houses,And the stormy pilgrimage of ManAnd the frenzied race ...
a woman of indeterminate agein the fading lighthands folded on her lapthose same daysthose same facesa current carriedon and onhair ...
IWe chose the faint chill morning, friend and friend,Pacing the twilight out beneath an oak,Soul calling soul to judgement; and ...
Father: On these occasions, the feelings surprise, Spontaneous as rain, and they compel Explicitness, embarrassed eyes-- Son: Father, you're not ...
It is a shabby backdrop of bright stars:one of the small interstices of time:the worn out north star northward, and ...
A New Version: 1980 What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Walt Whitman One Out ...
No use whistling for Lyonnesse! Sea-cold, sea-cold it certainly is. Take a look at the white, high berg on his ...
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