Malcolm’s Katie: A Love Story – Part VI. (Isabella Valancy Crawford Poems)
"Who curseth Sorrow knows her not at all.Dark matrix she, from which the human soulHas its last birth; whence, with ...
"Who curseth Sorrow knows her not at all.Dark matrix she, from which the human soulHas its last birth; whence, with ...
Farther up the gorge the sea's voice fainted and ceased.We heard a new noise far away ahead of us, vague ...
The bell-rope that gathers God at dawnDispatches me as though I dropped down the knellOf a spent day - to ...
ASTRONOMER, MATHEMATICIAN. 1809-1890FOR him the Architect of allUnroofed our planet's starlit hall;Through voids unknown to worlds unseenHis clearer vision rose ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
Ye must be born again. FIRST VOICE.GOOD morrow, comrade! Whence that look elate? Where are thy sins and fears, a ...
Here in Samarcand they offer emeralds,Pure as frozen drops of sea-water,Rubies, pale as dew-ponds stained with slaughter,Where the fairies fought ...
Were meetings destined then this was one to take a leading place, the oracle decreed it fate in a matrix ...
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
Dream fluently, still brothers, who when young Took with your mother's milk the mother tongue, In which pure matrix, joining ...
Mud is Beauty in the making, Mud is melody awaking; Laughter, leafy whisperings, Butterflies with rainbow wings; Baby babble, lover's ...
A monosyllabic European called Sax Invents a horn, walla whirledy wah, a kind of twisted Brazen clarinet, but with its ...
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