Contrast (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
The world has many seas, Mediterranean, Atlantic, but here is the shore of the one ocean. And here the heavy ...
The world has many seas, Mediterranean, Atlantic, but here is the shore of the one ocean. And here the heavy ...
The Atlantic is a stormy moat; and the Mediterranean, The blue pool in the old garden, More than five thousand ...
Homage Kenneth Koch If I were doing my Laundry I'd wash my dirty Iran I'd throw in my United States, ...
A prayer for peace for true freedom for peace in the Maghreb for all its neighbors for the whole region ...
A prayer for peace for the taste of true freedom for peace in the Maghreb for all its neighbors for ...
The continents colliding the forces of change the entrenched power not willing to go Changing the face of a region ...
We should remember, her story, her acts of faith out of her poverty, her little, meager resources she offers lessons ...
From the port of Joppa, down below the cliffs the place Jonah left, trying to escape to the sea before ...
Up from the pages, from the town of Joppa the port, overlooking the Mediterranean a disciple shared her witness, her ...
Was it the warm winds down from the Pyrenees Or maybe Poseidon's breath off the Mediterranean That stirred the Spanish ...
Lingo of birds was easier than lingo of peasants- they were elusive, though, the birds, for excellent reasons. He thought ...
They called me to the Window, for " 'Twas Sunset" -- Some one said -- I only saw a Sapphire ...
I think that the Root of the Wind is Water -- It would not sound so deep Were it a ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
I Behold, my child, the Nordic man, And be as like him, as you can; His legs are long, his ...
1 I WANDER all night in my vision, Stepping with light feet, swiftly and noiselessly stepping and stopping, Bending with ...
I.--VENTIMIGLIA The sky and sea glared hard and bright and blank: Down the one steep street, with slow steps firm ...
I O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, ...
LONG TIME I LAY IN LITTLE EASE LONG time I lay in little ease Where, placed by the Turanian, Marseilles, ...
Near by the silent waters of the Mediterranean, And at the door of an old hut stood a coloured man, ...
Alas! Now o'er Britannia there hangs a gloom, Because over 400 British Tars have met with a watery tomb; Who ...
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