Old Japan (Alfred Noyes Poems)
In old Japan, by creek and bay,The blue plum-blossoms blow,Where birds with sea-blue plumage gayThrough sea-blue branches go:Dragons are coiling ...
In old Japan, by creek and bay,The blue plum-blossoms blow,Where birds with sea-blue plumage gayThrough sea-blue branches go:Dragons are coiling ...
The Poet Of The New School SpeaksI'm great and I know it. People can't understand me. I can't understand myself. ...
For whatever did it-the cider at the Ship Inn, where the crowd from the bar that night had overflowed singing ...
1O you Berlin, you colorful stone, you beast.You cast me with street lamps like briars.Ah, when one flows in the ...
A black cat among roses, Phlox, lilac-misted under a first-quarter moon, The sweet smells of heliotrope and night-scented stock. The ...
What brings you here, John Chinaman,Why come to New South Wales?Why do you sail when breezes fanThe north side of ...
Evening comes with moonshine and silky darkness.The roads become weary. The narrow world widens.Winds of opium move in and out ...
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
What's the best life for a man? --Never to have been born, sings the choros, and the next best Is ...
In nineteen hundred forty-nine China was won by Mao Tse-tung Chiang Kai-shek's army ran away They were waiting there in ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
Hark! 'tis the twanging horn! O'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
Reubens, river of forgetfulness, garden of sloth, Pillow of wet flesh that one cannot love, But where life throngs and ...
Cup of Words Crystal sphere sitting Before child like statue Words of Lennon mixed In a clay Klee fish bowl ...
1 O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman! Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds! Such join'd unended links, each hook'd ...
Speaking of sunsets, last night's was shocking. I mean, sunsets aren't supposed to frighten you, are they? Well, this one ...
Speaking of sunsets, last night's was shocking. I mean, sunsets aren't supposed to frighten you, are they? Well, this one ...
I have a dream to fill the golden sheath of a remembered day.... (Air heavy and massed and blue as ...
NOTHING so true as what you once let fall, "Most Women have no Characters at all." Matter too soft a ...
--The Carpathian Frontier, October, 1968 --for my brother Once, in a foreign country, I was suddenly ill. I was driving ...
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