Elegiac Feelings American (Gregory Corso Poems)
1How inseparable you and the America you saw yet was neverthere to see; you and America, like the tree and ...
1How inseparable you and the America you saw yet was neverthere to see; you and America, like the tree and ...
HIS name was Chance, Jack Chance, he said,And that his family was dead.He was a lucid fool, his eyesWere cool ...
BLOW, LONG TRADE WINDS of American speech,Over this land where we can rise, unfurlOur new and untried sails, and drive ...
Sunny summer day it was when loping in to Laramie,I overtook the Walking Man, reined up and nodded "How!!"He'd been ...
Fall, falling, fallen. That's the way the seasonChanges its tense in the long-haired maplesThat dot the road; the veiny hand-shaped ...
Dear Morris--here is your letter--Can my answer reach you now?Fate has left me your debtor,You will remember how;For I went ...
INever and never, my girl riding far and nearIn the land of the hearthstone tales, and spelled asleep,Fear or believe ...
I will think as thinks the rabbit:—Oh, delightIn the nightWhen the moonSets the tuneTo the woods!And the broodsAll run out,Frisk ...
THE WIDE sun stares without a cloud: Whipped by his glances truculent The earth lies quivering and cowed. ...
HERE Morris, on the plains that we have loved,Think of the death of Akoose, fleet of foot,Who, in his prime, ...
Here's the criminal's friend, delightful evening:come like an accomplice, with a wolf's loping:slowly the sky's vast vault hides each feature,and ...
RIFLEMAN, shoot me a fancy shot Straight at the heart of yon prowling vidette; Ring me a ball in ...
There was a sunny, savage landBeneath the eagle's wings,And there, across the thorns and sand,Wild rovers rode as kings.Is it ...
Rifleman, shoot me a fancy shot Straight at the heart of yon prowling vidette;Ring me a ball in the ...
The prairie zephyrs have dropped to rest,And the dust-clouds settle down;The sun dips low in the golden west,O'er the mesa ...
The students drowsed and drownedin the Teacher's ponderous monotone -limp bodies loping in the wordy heat,melted and run together, desk ...
When I taught you at eight to ride a bicycle, loping along beside you as you wobbled away on two ...
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