Telephoning In Mexican Sunlight (Galway Kinnell Poem)
Talking with my beloved in New York I stood at the outdoor public telephone in Mexican sunlight, in my purple ...
Talking with my beloved in New York I stood at the outdoor public telephone in Mexican sunlight, in my purple ...
(sign at a railroad crossing in Kenya) In a poem, one line may hide another line, As at a crossing, ...
(Rainer Maria Rilke) He went up under the gray leaves All gray and lost in the olive lands And laid ...
Dull to myself, and almost dead to these, My many fresh and fragrant mistresses; Lost to all music now, since ...
I imagine them walking down rocky paths toward me, strong, Italian women returning at dusk from fields where they worked ...
It was not until later that I knew, recognized the moment for what it was, my life before it, a ...
I watch you walk up our front path, the entire right side of your body, stiff and unbending, your leg, ...
Panic in your face, you write questions to ask him. When he arrives, you are serene, your fear unbetrayed. How ...
Little soul, little perpetually undressed one, Do now as I bid you, climb The shelf-like branches of the spruce tree; ...
Joining the melody, swaying in the pew on the night, silent night the holy night of the birth Advent, come ...
The words of the poetry the love, given by God like the inner workings of the song the story of ...
AUGUST 17, 1914 The gabled roofs of old Malines Are russet red and gray and green, And o'er them in ...
Little brown baby wif spa'klin' eyes, Come to yo' pappy an' set on his knee. What you been doin', suh ...
Our lives were founded on this rock, this Jessie of Gibraltar Whose unfailing love endured beyond her ample nursing, And ...
Revolving in their destin'd sphere, The hours begin another year As rapidly to fly; Ah! think, Maria, (e'er in grey ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
I have slept upon my couch, But my spirit did not rest, For the labours of the day Yet my ...
Next, then, the peacock, gilt With all its feathers. Look, what gorgeous dyes Flow in the eyes! And how deep, ...
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
THE LAST time I came o'er the moor, And left Maria's dwelling, What throes, what tortures passing cure, Were in ...
HERE is the glen, and here the bower All underneath the birchen shade; The village-bell has told the hour, O ...
THE CATRINE woods were yellow seen, The flowers decay'd on Catrine lee, Nae lav'rock sang on hillock green, But nature ...
HOW cold is that bosom which folly once fired, How pale is that cheek where the rouge lately glisten'd; How ...
"PRAISE Woman still," his lordship roars, "Deserv'd or not, no matter?" But thee, whom all my soul adores, Ev'n Flattery ...
FROM those drear solitudes and frowsy cells, Where Infamy with sad Repentance dwells; Where turnkeys make the jealous portal fast, ...
OLD Winter, with his frosty beard, Thus once to Jove his prayer preferred: "What have I done of all the ...
I want to beg you, as much as I can, to be patient toward all that is unresolved in your ...
The artichoke With a tender heart Dressed up like a warrior, Standing at attention, it built A small helmet Under ...
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
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