Around the Calendar We Go (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Another year is about to begin of a story that doesn't grow old of the way we met, the lives ...
Another year is about to begin of a story that doesn't grow old of the way we met, the lives ...
There are two phrases, you must know, So potent (yet so small) That wheresoe'er a man may go He needs ...
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
'Tis a dull sight To see the year dying, When winter winds Set the yellow wood sighing: Sighing, oh! sighing. ...
TIS a dull sight To see the year dying, When winter winds Set the yellow wood sighing: Sighing, O sighing! ...
Virtue runs before the muse And defies her skill, She is rapt, and doth refuse To wait a painter's will. ...
I Midwinter spring is its own season Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown, Suspended in time, between pole and tropic. When ...
In a stable of boats I lie still, From all sleeping children hidden. The leap of a fish from its ...
I put two yellow peepers in an owl. Wow. I fix the grin of Crocodile. Spiv. I sew the slither ...
John Grubby who was short and stout And troubled with religious doubt, Refused about the age of three To sit ...
One in thy thousand statues we salute thee On all thy thousand thrones acclaim and claim Who walk in forest ...
He said it doesn't look good he said it looks bad in fact real bad he said I counted thirty-two ...
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you ...
To-night I tread the unsubstantial way That looms before me, as the thundering night Falls on the ocean: I must ...
To-night I tread the unsubstantial way That looms before me, as the thundering night Falls on the ocean: I must ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
It's coming through a hole in the air, from those nights in Tiananmen Square. It's coming from the feel that ...
A man went before a strange God -- The God of many men, sadly wise. And the deity thundered loudly, ...
Today I pass the time reading a favorite haiku, saying the few words over and over. It feels like eating ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
In your arms was still delight, Quiet as a street at night; And thoughts of you, I do remember, Were ...
Before thy shrine I kneel, an unknown worshipper, Chanting strange hymns to thee and sorrowful litanies, Incense of dirges, prayers ...
You will be walking some night in the comfortable dark of your yard and suddenly a great light will shine ...
O Lord, Thou hear'st my daily moan And see'st my dropping tears. My troubles all are Thee before, My longings ...
(A Virginia Legend.) The Planting of the Hemp. Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas (Black is the gap below the ...
There is darkness behind the light -- and the pale light drips Cold on vague shapes and figures, that, half-seen ...
These are outsiders, always. These stars- these iron inklings of an Irish January, whose light happened thousands of years before ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
Supreme my holdings, greater yet my need, thoughtless I go out. Dawn. Have I my cig's, my flaskie O, O ...
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