Ballade Of A Talked-Off Ear (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Daily I listen to wonder and woe,Nightly I hearken to knave or to ace,Telling me stories of lava and snow,Delicate ...
Daily I listen to wonder and woe,Nightly I hearken to knave or to ace,Telling me stories of lava and snow,Delicate ...
His old age fell on years of abundant harvest. There were no earthquakes, droughts or floods. It seemed as if ...
Ice-chips plucked whole from the smoke,the past week's stars all frozen in flight,Head over heels the skater's club goes,clinking its ...
If you should look for this place after a handful of lifetimes: Perhaps of my planted forest a few May ...
army hospital rheumatic fever bed-tied many weeks too embarrassed to ask for bedpan the rigmarole of screens and knowing attention ...
Not fear. Maybe, out there somewhere, the possibility of fear; the wall that might tumble down, because it's for sure ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
Crashing waves on a rocky coast, rain falling on parched ground The cry of a newborn baby, the call of ...
How good his Lava Bed, To this laborious Boy -- Who must be up to call the World And dress ...
Volcanoes be in Sicily And South America I judge from my Geography -- Volcanos nearer here A Lava step at ...
I The roaring of Te Whaiau intake weir intrudes as sleep eludes again to soar across the lake on white-tipped, ...
I LOVE it, I love it ; and who shall dare To chide me for loving that old Arm-chair ? ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
I. I wanted the macabre plant holder hanging in Janet and Chrissy's apartment. My friend said her cousin tried to ...
Sir Walter Vivian all a summer's day Gave his broad lawns until the set of sun Up to the people: ...
I All all and all the dry worlds lever, Stage of the ice, the solid ocean, All from the oil, ...
What wonder this?--we ask the lympid well, O earth! of thee--and from thy solemn womb What yieldest thou?--is there life ...
1. DREAMS I was an ice baby. I turned to sky blue. My tears became two glass beads. My mouth ...
THE SHALE and water thrown together so-so first of all, Then a potter's hand on the wheel and his fingers ...
I am Ebenezer Bleezer, I run BLEEZER'S ICE CREAM STORE, there are flavors in my freezer you have never seen ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
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