The Paroo (Henry Lawson Poem)
It was a week from Christmas-time, As near as I remember, And half a year since, in the rear, We'd ...
It was a week from Christmas-time, As near as I remember, And half a year since, in the rear, We'd ...
In the broken light, in owl weather, Webs on the lawn where the leaves end, I took the thin moon ...
The toad beneath the harrow knows Exactly where eath tooth-point goes. The butterfly upon the road Preaches contentment to that ...
Beauties, have ye seen this toy, Called Love, a little boy, Almost naked, wanton, blind; Cruel now, and then as ...
Each day brings its toad, each night its dragon. Der heilige Hieronymus--his lion is at the zoo-- Listens, listens. All ...
CHORUS: O suitably-attired-in-leather-boots Head of a traveller, wherefore seeking whom Whence by what way how purposed art thou come To ...
The fox pushes softly, blindly through me at night, between the liver and the stomach. Comes to the heart and ...
I Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to ...
The blue forest, chilled and blue, like the lips of the dead if the lips were gone. The year has ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
Just as the sun was setting Back of the Western hills Grandfather stood by the window Eating the last of ...
The damned ship lurched and slithered. Quiet and quick My cold gorge rose; the long sea rolled; I knew I ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
drunk again at 3 a.m. at the end of my 2nd bottle of wine, I have typed from a dozen ...
god I got the sad blue blues, this woman sat there and she said are you really Charles Bukowski? and ...
The construction of a woman: a woman is not made of flesh of bone and sinew belly and breasts, elbows ...
I am Ebenezer Bleezer, I run BLEEZER'S ICE CREAM STORE, there are flavors in my freezer you have never seen ...
Winter is icummen in, Lhude sing Goddamm, Raineth drop and staineth slop, and how the wind doth ramm, Sing: Goddamm. ...
Winter is icummen in, Lhude sing Goddamm. Raineth drop and staineth slop, And how the wind doth ramm! Sing: Goddamm. ...
ALL of us play our very best game- Any other time. Golf or billiards, it's all the same- Any other ...
My Uncle Bill! My Uncle Bill! How doth my heart with anguish thrill! For he, our chief, our Robin Hood, ...
We who travel between worlds lose our muscle and bone. I was wheeling a barrow of earth when agony bayoneted ...
Sprawl is the quality of the man who cut down his Rolls-Royce into a farm utility truck, and sprawl is ...
Cat stands at the fridge, Cries loudly for milk. But I've filled her bowl. Wild cat, I say, Sister, Look, ...
I was the Sunday school superintendent, The dummy president of the wagon works And the canning factory, Acting for Thomas ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
I belonged to the church, And to the party of prohibition; And the villagers thought I died of eating watermelon. ...
Shake out my pockets! Harken to the call Of that calm voice that makes no sound at all! Take of ...
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