The Sundays Of Satin-Legs Smith (Gwendolyn Elizabeth Brooks Poems)
Inamoratas, with an approbation,Bestowed his title. Blessed his inclination.He wakes, unwinds, elaborately: a catTawny, reluctant, royal. He is fatAnd fine ...
Inamoratas, with an approbation,Bestowed his title. Blessed his inclination.He wakes, unwinds, elaborately: a catTawny, reluctant, royal. He is fatAnd fine ...
Hail to the Light of this revolving Morn,On which such Beauty to the World was born,Or rather made--for thus Traditions ...
THE house was crammed from roof to floor,Heads piled on heads at every door;Half dead with August's seething heatI crowded ...
Like unto the wind, every moment, life passeth away!Let then every man have the remembrance of death ever before him!Since ...
Dear Jack, this white mug that with Guinness I fill,And drink to the health of sweet Nan of the Hill,Was ...
ILMARINEN'S WOOING.ILMARINEN, hero-blacksmith,The eternal metal-worker,Hastens forward to the court-roomOf the hostess of Pohyola,Of the master of the Northland,Hastens through the ...
Dull, yellow, heavy, lustreless-- With less of radiance than the burnished tress, Crumpled on Beauty's forehead: cloddish, cold, ...
(A Memory of August, 1883)I STOOD in the ghastly gleaming night by the swollen, sullen flowOf the dreadful river that ...
He was tall and tough and stringy, with the shoulders of an axeman,Broad and loose, with greenhide muscles, and a ...
A lad, who twenty tongues can talkAnd sixty miles a day can walk;Drink at a draught a pint of rum,And ...
O you, love's mendicancy who never tried, How little of your almsman me you know!Your little languid hand in mine ...
- 1 -The mortal flesh must rotIn a life-forgotten spot.The soul ...
And now it was evening. And Almitra the seeress said, "Blessed be this day and this place and your spirit ...
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
An old man cocked his car upon a bridge; He and his friend, their faces to the South, Had trod ...
O thought, fly to her when the end of day Awakens an old memory, and say, 'Your strength, that is ...
SMOKE of the fields in spring is one, Smoke of the leaves in autumn another. Smoke of a steel-mill roof ...
Before those cruel twins whom at one birth Incestuous Change bore to her father Time, Error and Truth, had hunted ...
1. The dark socket of the year the pit, the cave where the sun lies down and threatens never to ...
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, ...
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