In a Castle (Amy Lowell Poem)
I Over the yawning chimney hangs the fog. Drip -- hiss -- drip -- hiss -- fall the raindrops on ...
I Over the yawning chimney hangs the fog. Drip -- hiss -- drip -- hiss -- fall the raindrops on ...
"Give me of your bark, O Birch-tree! Of your yellow bark, O Birch-tree! Growing by the rushing river, Tall and ...
For Ann London As you described your mastectomy in calm detail and bared your chest so I might see the ...
For an entire year she dressed in all the shades Of ash - the gray of old paper; the deeper, ...
Before the surgery taking off her jewelry she put her cross, necklace over my head wearing this symbol the nails ...
The regal mast pine reaching to the sky a collar of moss at the base of the tree a brocade ...
The pastor's message, his sermon a real conversation, about real life his eye surgery the thread of the sermon, the ...
In a back room a man is performing an autopsy on an old raincoat. His wife appears in the doorway ...
I'll clutch -- and clutch -- Next -- One -- Might be the golden touch -- Could take it -- ...
A Drop Fell on the Apple Tree -- Another -- on the Roof -- A Half a Dozen kissed the ...
AY, 'twas here, on this spot, In that summer of yore, Atalanta did not Vote my presence a bore, Nor ...
I. (Bread and Music) Music I heard with you was more than music, And bread I broke with you was ...
Inside many of us is a small old man who wants to get out. No bigger than a two-year-old whom ...
'This job's the best I've done.' He bent his head Over the golden vessel that he'd wrought. A bird was ...
Although you sit in a room that is gray, Except for the silver Of the straw-paper, And pick At your ...
A form, as any taper, fine ; A head like half-pint bason ; Where golden cords, and bands entwine, As ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
Not with more glories, in th' etherial plain, The sun first rises o'er the purpled main, Than, issuing forth, the ...
Kanzo Makame, the diver, sturdy and small Japanee, Seeker of pearls and of pearl-shell down in the depths of the ...
Troubled slumbering of things, the curtain blown aside by the gush of the salty wind, the advent of the tide ...
I was about to be mugged by a man with a chain so angry he growled at the Lincoln Center ...
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