Verses Turned… (John Betjeman Poem)
Across the wet November night The church is bright with candlelight And waiting Evensong. A single bell with plaintive strokes ...
Across the wet November night The church is bright with candlelight And waiting Evensong. A single bell with plaintive strokes ...
In our dainty little kitchen, Where my aproned wife is queen Over all the tin-pan people, In a realm exceeding ...
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee affords. I once read something ...
All we were going strong last night this time, the mosts were flying & the frozen daiquiris were downing, supine ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
Half squatter, half tenant (no rent)- a sort of inheritance; white, in your thirties now, and supposed to supply me ...
For John Malcolm Brinnin and Bill Read: Duxbury It was cold and windy, scarcely the day to take a walk ...
From narrow provinces of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides where the bay leaves the sea ...
September rain falls on the house. In the failing light, the old grandmother sits in the kitchen with the child ...
When the molten earth seethed in its whirling cauldron nobody watched the pot from a tall wooden stool set out ...
I. I wanted the macabre plant holder hanging in Janet and Chrissy's apartment. My friend said her cousin tried to ...
I miss you too. Something old is broken, nobody's in hell. Sometimes I kiss strangers, sometimes no one speaks. Today ...
Some days I am Ana's teacher, some days she is mine. This morning, we look through her kitchen window, the ...
The night has been long, The wound has been deep, The pit has been dark, And the walls have been ...
When I was young, I used to Watch behind the curtains As men walked up and down the street. Wino ...
it's the same as before or the other time or the time before that. here's a cock and here's a ...
each man must realize that it can all disappear very quickly: the cat, the woman, the job, the front tire, ...
a girlfriend came in built me a bed scrubbed and waxed the kitchen floor scrubbed the walls vacuumed cleaned the ...
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