A Roxbury Garden (Amy Lowell Poem)
I Hoops Blue and pink sashes, Criss-cross shoes, Minna and Stella run out into the garden To play at hoop. ...
I Hoops Blue and pink sashes, Criss-cross shoes, Minna and Stella run out into the garden To play at hoop. ...
1 On my way home from school up tribal Providence Hill past the Academy ballpark where I could never hope ...
I see the grass shake in the sun for leagues on either hand, I see a river loop and run ...
We've drunk to the Queen -- God bless her! -- We've drunk to our mothers' land; We've drunk to our ...
One more Unfortunate, Weary of breath, Rashly importunate, Gone to her death! Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care; ...
whirligig twister dancer prancer st vitus's quester chancer romancer the inkman cometh from that nether world where dream and coincidence ...
Under this loop of honeysuckle, A creeping, coloured caterpillar, I gnaw the fresh green hawthorn spray, I nibble it leaf ...
A photo, a memory, flashed on my computer screen screen saver of a loop of honeymoon pictures an exotic place ...
Anthony, Oh Anthony Why didn't you pass the test At the wheel Crash, "not exactly" Red stuff on the water ...
There's a breathless hush on the freeway tonight Beyond the ledges of concrete restaurants fall into dreams with candlelight couples ...
I'm saying every day "If I should be a Queen, tomorrow" -- I'd do this way -- And so I ...
I'll clutch -- and clutch -- Next -- One -- Might be the golden touch -- Could take it -- ...
He scanned it -- staggered -- Dropped the Loop To Past or Period -- Caught helpless at a sense as ...
...Preamble A rough draft for an ars poetica . . . . . . . Let's get our dreams unstuck ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
I never may turn the loop of a road Where sudden, ahead, the sea is Iying, But my heart drags ...
My soul looked down from a vague height with Death, As unremembering how I rose or why, And saw a ...
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
Here! You sons of the men Who fought with Washington at Valley Forge, And whipped Black Hawk at Starved Rock, ...
Central Park: Water Fight, Flight, and Tears June 1 2001, N.Y. C., U.S.A. (1) From the five boroughs of N.Y.C., ...
At evening, sitting on this terrace, When the sun from the west, beyond Pisa, beyond the mountains of Carrara Departs, ...
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