The Poet (Amy Lowell Poem)
What instinct forces man to journey on, Urged by a longing blind but dominant! Nothing he sees can hold him, ...
What instinct forces man to journey on, Urged by a longing blind but dominant! Nothing he sees can hold him, ...
Light spreads darkly downwards from the high Clusters of lights over empty chairs That face each other, coloured differently. Through ...
A day of seeming innocence, A glorious sun and sky, And, just above my picket fence, Black Bonnet passing by. ...
The future was dark and the past was dead As they gazed on the sea once more - But a ...
Goodbye, lady in Bangor, who sent me snapshots of yourself, after definitely hinting you were beautiful; goodbye, Miami Beach urologist, ...
1902 Who hath desired the Sea? -- the sight of salt wind-hounded -- The heave and the halt and the ...
Now, O now, in this brown land Where Love did so sweet music make We two shall wander, hand in ...
Our Father who art in heaven, I am drunk. Again. Red wine. For which I offer thanks. I ought to ...
The Maple is a system of posture for wood. A way of not falling down for twigs that happens to ...
i don't know what you're up to yet but for me you wouldn't exist (not on this page anyway - ...
The gold-hoarder walked in his palace park and with him walked his troubles. And over his head hovered worries as ...
There is another Loneliness That many die without -- Not want of friend occasions it Or circumstances of Lot But ...
The Snow that never drifts -- The transient, fragrant snow That comes a single time a Year Is softly driving ...
Did you ever stand in a Cavern's Mouth -- Widths out of the Sun -- And look -- and shudder, ...
Of so divine a Loss We enter but the Gain, Indemnity for Loneliness That such a Bliss has been. (Emily ...
I cannot let the moment pass without a weary greeting, or retard the recent past where shadows still are fleeting, ...
Oh the sisters of mercy, they are not departed or gone. They were waiting for me when I thought that ...
With one consuming roar along the shingle The long wave claws and rakes the pebbles down To where its backwash ...
From the geyser ventilators Autumn winds are blowing down On a thousand business women Having baths in Camden Town Waste ...
Writing from Boston, where sky is simply property, a flourish topping crowds of condos and historic real estate, I'm trying ...
Oh! Death will find me, long before I tire Of watching you; and swing me suddenly Into the shade and ...
Oh! Death will find me, long before I tire Of watching you; and swing me suddenly Into the shade and ...
Old Eben Flood, climbing alone one night Over the hill between the town below And the forsaken upland hermitage That ...
Being apart and lonely is like rain. It climbs toward evening from the ocean plains; from flat places, rolling and ...
Men say the world is full of fear and hate, And all life's ripening harvest-fields await The restless sickle of ...
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten ...
Thy soul shall find itself alone 'Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone; Not one, of all the crowd, to ...
Kind Christians, pray list to me, And I'll relate a sad story, Concerning a little blind girl, only nine years ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
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