The Mother Poem (two) (Jackie Kay Poem)
I always wanted to give birth Do that incredible natural thing That women do-I nearly broke down When I heard ...
I always wanted to give birth Do that incredible natural thing That women do-I nearly broke down When I heard ...
Up attic, Lucas Harrison, God rest his frugal bones, once kept a tidy account by knifecut of some long-gone harvest. ...
I have walked through many lives, some of them my own, and I am not who I was, though some ...
Still lie the sheltering snows, undimmed and white; And reigns the winter's pregnant silence still; No sign of spring, save ...
1 Let observation with extensive view, 2 Survey mankind, from China to Peru; 3 Remark each anxious toil, each eager ...
You gave me the child that seamed my belly & stitched up my life. You gave me: one book of ...
Impossible questions, real-life questions rang through the church this week, hard painful impossible questions of loss of death in sudden ...
(The Dry Salvages-presumably les trois sauvages-is a small group of rocks, with a beacon, off the N.E. coast of Cape ...
Here on the slopes of hills, facing the dusk and the cannon of time Close to the gardens of broken ...
When I died last, and, Dear, I die As often as from thee I go, Though it be but an ...
Her Losses make our Gains ashamed -- She bore Life's empty Pack As gallantly as if the East Were swinging ...
Best Gains -- must have the Losses' Test -- To constitute them -- Gains -- (Emily Dickinson)
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
WHILE winds frae aff Ben-Lomond blaw, An' bar the doors wi' driving snaw, An' hing us owre the ingle, I ...
Memorial day for the war dead. Add now the grief of all your losses to their grief, even of a ...
GUDEWIFE,I MIND it weel in early date, When I was bardless, young, and blate, An' first could thresh the barn, ...
OPPRESS'D with grief, oppress'd with care, A burden more than I can bear, I set me down and sigh; O ...
The roving breezes come and go On Kiley's Run, The sleepy river murmurs low, And far away one dimly sees ...
Ne Rubeam, Pingui donatus Munere (Horace, Epistles II.i.267) While you, great patron of mankind, sustain The balanc'd world, and open ...
I Happy are men who yet before they are killed Can let their veins run cold. Whom no compassion fleers ...
Holland, that scarce deserves the name of Land, As but th'Off-scouring of the Brittish Sand; And so much Earth as ...
Daphnis must from Chloe part: Now is come the dismal Hour That must all his Hopes devour, All his Labour, ...
My mind was a mirror: It saw what it saw, it knew what it knew. In youth my mind was ...
I was a lawyer like Harmon Whitney Or Kinsey Keene or Garrison Standard, For I tried the rights of property, ...
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