The Most Beautiful Woman In Town (Charles Bukowski Poem)
Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian ...
Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian ...
I see you drinking at a fountain with tiny blue hands, no, your hands are not tiny they are small, ...
I A washing hangs upon the line, but it's not mine. None of the things that I can see belong ...
On the fair green hills of Rio There grows a fearful stain: The poor who come to Rio And can't ...
For a Child of 1918 My grandfather said to me as we sat on the wagon seat, "Be sure to ...
at seventeen was i, so old so young. and it was there i first met war. i saw their broken ...
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees The soft blue starlight through the one small window, The moon ...
Of what she said to me that night-no matter. The strange thing came next day. My brain was full of ...
More towers must yet be built-more towers destroyed- Great rocks hoisted in air; And he must seek his bread in ...
An Arab shepherd is searching for his goat on Mount Zion And on the opposite hill I am searching for ...
A night drive to Ein Yahav in the Arava Desert, a drive in the rain. Yes, in the rain. There ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
'Twas August, and the fierce sun overhead Smote on the squalid streets of Bethnal Green, And the pale weaver, through ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
BY Allan stream I chanc'd to rove, While Phoebus sank beyond Benledi; The winds are whispering thro' the grove, The ...
THERE was a lass, and she was fair, At kirk or market to be seen; When a' our fairest maids ...
THERE lived a carl in Kellyburn Braes, Hey, and the rue grows bonie wi' thyme; And he had a wife ...
WHOM will you send to London town, To Parliament and a' that? Or wha in a' the country round The ...
WHAT can a young lassie, what shall a young lassie, What can a young lassie do wi' an auld man? ...
WEE, modest crimson-tippèd flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender ...
THERE was five Carlins in the South, They fell upon a scheme, To send a lad to London town, To ...
WHERE are the joys I have met in the morning, That danc'd to the lark's early song? Where is the ...
Chorus.-Robin shure in hairst, I shure wi' him. Fient a heuk had I, Yet I stack by him. I GAED ...
O WHA will to Saint Stephen's House, To do our errands there, man? O wha will to Saint Stephen's House ...
WHEN, by a generous Public's kind acclaim, That dearest meed is granted-honest fame; Waen here your favour is the actor's ...
THOU ling'ring star, with lessening ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My ...
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