A Letter From Li Po (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
Beloved, let us once more praise the rain. Let us discover some new alphabet, For this, the often praised; and ...
from Senlin: A Biography It is morning, Senlin says, and in the morning When the light drips through the shutters ...
The yard half a yard, half a lake blue as a corpse. The lake will tell things you long to ...
Through grass, through amber'd cornfields, our slow Stream-- Fringed with its flags and reeds and rushes tall, And Meadowsweet, the ...
I live, I die, I burn, I drown I endure at once chill and cold Life is at once too ...
I heard the dogs howl in the moonlight night; I went to the window to see the sight; All the ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
Once upon a time, in the land of Hush-A-Bye, Around about the wondrous days of yore, They came across a ...
Brighter shone the golden shadows; On the cool wind softly came The low, sweet tones of happy flowers, Singing little ...
Long ago in a poultry yard One dull November morn, Beneath a motherly soft wing A little goose was born. ...
Oh! a bare, brown rock Stood up in the sea, The waves at its feet Dancing merrily. A little bubble ...
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura ch? la diritta via era smarrita . ...
Lo giorno se n'andava, e l'aere bruno toglieva li animai che sono in terra da le fatiche loro; e io ...
Per me si va ne la citt? dolente, per me si va ne l'etterno dolore, per me si va tra ...
When Winchester races first took their beginning It is said the good people forgot their old Saint Not applying at ...
Just when I thought there wasn't room enough for another thought in my head, I had this great idea-- call ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
Orpheus liked the glad personal quality Of the things beneath the sky. Of course, Eurydice was a part Of this. ...
What name do I have for you? Certainly there is not name for you In the sense that the stars ...
Something strange is creeping across me. La Celestina has only to warble the first few bars Of "I Thought about ...
Kind of empty in the way it sees everything, the earth gets to its feet andsalutes the sky. More of ...
And the stone word fell On my still-living breast. Never mind, I was ready. I will manage somehow. Today I ...
And the just man trailed God's shining agent, over a black mountain, in his giant track, while a restless voice ...
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...
Try to remember some details. Remember the clothing of the one you love so that on the day of loss ...
Once a great love cut my life in two. The first part goes on twisting at some other place like ...
Visits of condolence is all we get from them. They squat at the Holocaust Memorial, They put on grave faces ...
Far, far from here, The Adriatic breaks in a warm bay Among the green Illyrian hills; and there The sunshine ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
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