The Church On Comiaken Hill (Richard Hugo Poem)
for Sydney Pettit The lines are keen against today's bad sky about to rain. We're white and understand why Indians ...
for Sydney Pettit The lines are keen against today's bad sky about to rain. We're white and understand why Indians ...
How the mountains talked together, Looking down upon the weather, When they heard our friend had planned his Little trip ...
the paiute indians had the bird sussed a humming bird (loaded with seeds) set out to see beyond the sun ...
America I've given you all and now I'm nothing. America two dollars and twentyseven cents January 17, 1956. I can't ...
We gather each year to remember the year gone by the harvest season, the days of thanksgiving the first Thanksgiving, ...
There's a breathless hush on the freeway tonight Beyond the ledges of concrete restaurants fall into dreams with candlelight couples ...
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
There is a chimp named Ai who can count to five. There's a poet named Ai whose selected poems Vice ...
New York: You take a train that rips through versts. It feels as if the trains were running over your ...
I Everyone has their own peculiar price, not quantifiable in currency. When my hypodermic grazed your vein, you confessed yours. ...
"Alexander son of Philip, and the Greeks except the Lacedaemonians--" We can very well imagine that they were utterly indifferent ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
I The bitterness. the misery, the wretchedness of childhood Put me out of love with God. I can't believe in ...
ah, christ, what a CREW: more poetry, always more P O E T R Y . if it doesn't come, ...
(Rock Lake, Canada) In this country there is neither measure nor balance To redress the dominance of rocks and woods, ...
'Twas on the 22nd of March, in the year 1885, That the Arabs rushed like a mountain torrent in full ...
I. Insomnia The bulb at the front door burns and burns. If it were a white rose it would tire ...
Like the vain curlings of the watery maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking weight does raise, So Man, declining ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
Like the vain Curlings of the Watry maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking Weight does raise; So Man, declining ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
Here I lie close to the grave Of Old Bill Piersol, Who grew rich trading with the indians, and who ...
Last night at black midnight I woke with a cry, The windows were shaking, there was thunder on high, The ...
He paid a Swede twelve bits an hour Just to invent a fancy style To spread the celebration paint So ...
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