The Song Of The Homesick Gael (Cale Young Rice Poems)
(_In the characteristic minor of a recent literary movement_) I long to see the solan-goose Wing over ...
(_In the characteristic minor of a recent literary movement_) I long to see the solan-goose Wing over ...
The loud, apt epithet, applying sure;The dim-drawn image, artfully obscure;The perfect stanza, framed of words as choiceAnd round as pearls, ...
The year has been a tedious one-- A weary round of toil and sorrow, And, since it now at ...
So you're writing for a paper? Well, it's nothing very new To be writing yards of drivel for a tidy ...
Words flow onto paper like rain , forming giant rivers of unseen lands. The very force guides us along a ...
(a) they seek to celebrate the word not to bring their knives out on a poem dissecting it to find ...
Begin, my muse, the imitative lay, Aonian doxies sound the thrumming string; Attempt no number of the plaintive Gay, Let ...
"OH, when I was a little Ghost, A merry time had we! Each seated on his favourite post, We chumped ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman He knew for sure he was going to succumb to the eminence grise of an alien thoudea ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
Long ago in a poultry yard One dull November morn, Beneath a motherly soft wing A little goose was born. ...
NO labor-saving machine, Nor discovery have I made; Nor will I be able to leave behind me any wealthy bequest ...
Eamer o' Keefe with your tinge of brogue And Irish warmth, Daisy and Debjani With your karma and cool verse, ...
(To Paul Sykes, author of 'Sweet Agony') He demolished five doors at a sitting And topped it off with an ...
The Poetry School, The Poetry Book Society, The Poetry Business: So much poetry about you'd think I'd want to shout, ...
I've been going right on, page by page, since we last kissed, two long dolls in a cage, two hunger-mongers ...
A Letter To My Aunt Discussing The Correct Approach To Modern Poetry To you, my aunt, who would explore The ...
Can I, my friend, with thee condole?-- Can I conceive the woes that try men, When late repentance racks the ...
FOR the second time in a year this lady with the white hands is brought to the west room second ...
"Vocat aestus in umbram" Nemesianus Es. IV. E. P. Ode pour l'élection de son sépulchre For three years, out of ...
Most of the time he worked, a sort of sleep with a purpose, so far as I could tell. How ...
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