The Bottle And The Bird (Eugene Field Poems)
Once on a time a friend of mine prevailed on me to go To see the dazzling splendors of a ...
Once on a time a friend of mine prevailed on me to go To see the dazzling splendors of a ...
No, the railway wasn't a fitting placeFor a man like him, at least one in his case;But though deaf and ...
We often hear men boast about the land which gave them birth,And each one thinks his native land the fairest ...
The way that it came about was this— I was stoker for over two years to Bill,But do as we ...
To E. E. CummingsI see the horses and the sad streetsOf my childhood in an agate eyeRoving, under the clean ...
An insect digsdigs without alarmperforating the earthwithout finding escape.What to do, exhausted,in a blocked country,union of the nightroot and mineral?And ...
We live our lives of human passions, cruelties, dreams, concepts, crimes and the exercise of virtue in and beside a ...
Is it not by his high superfluousness we know Our God? For to be equal a need Is natural, animal, ...
Brooding on the eightieth letter of Fors Clavigera, I speak this in memory of my grandmother, whose childhood and prime ...
Give me truths, For I am weary of the surfaces, And die of inanition. If I knew Only the herbs ...
The gas was on in the Institute, The flare was up in the gym, A man was running a mineral ...
Ay, thou art for the grave; thy glances shine Too brightly to shine long; another Spring Shall deck her for ...
This is just a place: we go around, distanced, yearly in a star's atmosphere, turning daily into and out of ...
The last leaves fell like notes from a piano and left their ovals echoing in the ear; with gawky music ...
ON the beach at night alone, As the old mother sways her to and fro, singing her husky song, As ...
I I, in my intricate image, stride on two levels, Forged in man's minerals, the brassy orator Laying my ghost ...
Let Elizur rejoice with the Partridge, who is a prisoner of state and is proud of his keepers. Let Shedeur ...
So here the great man stood, fermenting malice and poems we have to be nearly as fierce against ourselves as ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
One wave falling forward meets another wave falling forward. Well-water, hand-hauled, mineral, cool, could be a kiss, or pastures fiery ...
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