Sailing Home From Rapallo (Robert Lowell Poems)
Your nurse could only speak Italian,but after twenty minutes I could imagine your final week,and tears ran down my ...
Your nurse could only speak Italian,but after twenty minutes I could imagine your final week,and tears ran down my ...
A shred of newspaper lies on the table. A common statistic.The people are divided into men and women. There areTwenty ...
1 BLESSED was she that bare, Hidden in flesh most fair,For all men's sake ...
On a table With the sunlight coming in, A mat, irregularly placed, with many curves within it; A napkin somewhat ...
The Body of Benjamin Franklin (Printer)(Like the cover of an old bookIts contents torn outAnd stript of its lettering and ...
On the day of the explosion Shadows pointed towards the pithead. In the sun the slagheap slept. Down the lane ...
for Greg Fallon A kid yells "Mother Fucker" out the school bus window. I don't think anyone notices the afternoon ...
Sitting down, the kitchen table late lunch, lot going on His pencil, well, not exactly, sitting there on the table. ...
"Day of Fire" that is what the white lettering on his black t-shirt said I don't know what the maker ...
Lavender musk rose from the volume I was reading through, The college crest impressed in gold, tooled gold lettering on ...
The rain drums down like red ants, each bouncing off my window. The ants are in great pain and they ...
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