The Visitation (Joyce Kilmer Poem)
(For Louise Imogen Guiney) There is a wall of flesh before the eyes Of John, who yet perceives and hails ...
(For Louise Imogen Guiney) There is a wall of flesh before the eyes Of John, who yet perceives and hails ...
In the dark of the season our true nature, the sins of man, wanton self interest driving the actors on ...
Defined by motion ever restless traveling endlessly driven to write An agent of change Paul and his ministry trying to ...
To understand his present the future he hoped for needing to remember where he had come from before An elite, ...
Nothing of my past my drive, accomplishments all that I was all that I believed all for nothing when I ...
The perfume, the nard broken and poured on him her tears, her hair washing it over his skin the fragrance ...
The smell of the oils the nard, fragrant the scent rising filling the room Pungent, reminding the purpose of embalming ...
The tears from her loving eyes the sweetest perfume the brushing of her hair washing him, preparing him for the ...
The nard, like the myrrh an unusual gift given to the king foretelling of his sacrifice his death for each ...
The lamb, the sacrifice holy and pure unblemished, anointed a fragrant offering pleasing to God Christ on the altar the ...
How unlike each other their reactions to the teachings, the healings, the ministry the true identity of Jesus The priest ...
Christ resting, not in private but in Lazarus' house before the upper room, before the garden preparing for his final ...
And all at length are gathered in. --LOUISE BOGAN By the time I came around to feeling pain and woke ...
For Louise Crane In your next letter I wish you'd say where you are going and what you are doing; ...
"Too many things are occurring for even a big heart to hold." - From an essay by W. B. Yeats ...
First, London, for its myriads; for its height, Manhattan heaped in towering stalagmite; But Paris for the smoothness of the ...
My lead dog Mike was like a bear; I reckon he was grizzly bred, For when he reared up in ...
First time I dared propose, A callow lad was I; I donned my Sunday clothes, I wore my Old School ...
'Twas in the year of 1897, and on the 22nd of June, Her Majesty's Diamond Jubilee in London caused a ...
All your sorrow, Louise, and hatred of me Sprang from your delusion that it was wantonness Of spirit and contempt ...
The mountains in fantastic lines Sweep, blue-white, to the sky, which shines Blue as blue gems; athwart the pines The ...
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