Off the Turnpike (Amy Lowell Poem)
Good ev'nin', Mis' Priest. I jest stepped in to tell you Good-bye. Yes, it's all over. All my things is ...
Good ev'nin', Mis' Priest. I jest stepped in to tell you Good-bye. Yes, it's all over. All my things is ...
In frames as large as rooms that face all ways And block the ends of streets with giant loaves, Screen ...
In the hush of the empty room muffled sounds outdoors a stillness in this place Quiet in the storm The ...
More must be done in the coming months But the joy out With the celebration of heroes Back to Tahrir ...
Something about standing there in their presence, gathered watching as we walked into the sanctuary, outdoors The parishioners of old ...
Like the gate of heaven opening on the first day of the flood a sudden torrent fell today momentary as ...
Alive in golden yellow the sun behind the maple the tree aflame with His light God's love greeting us visibly, ...
My mind matches this understand land. Outdoors the pencilled tree, the wind-carved drift, Indoors the constant fire, the careful thrift ...
Having a wheel and four legs of its own Has never availed the cumbersome grindstone To get it anywhere that ...
`You know Orion always comes up sideways. Throwing a leg up over our fence of mountains, And rising on his ...
As far as I can see this autumn haze That spreading in the evening air both way, Makes the new ...
"Willis, I didn't want you here to-day: The lawyer's coming for the company. I'm going to sell my soul, or, ...
Out alone in the winter rain, Intent on giving and taking pain. But never was I far out of sight ...
Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain In Dalton that would someday make his fortune. There'd been some Boston people ...
I let myself in at the kitchen door. "It's you," she said. "I can't get up. Forgive me Not answering ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
I didn't make you know how glad I was To have you come and camp here on our land. I ...
A lantern light from deeper in the barn Shone on a man and woman in the door And threw their ...
When April scatters charms of primrose gold Among the copper leaves in thickets old, And singing skylarks from the meadows ...
Walking through a field with my little brother Seth I pointed to a place where kids had made angels in ...
I know it's a bad title but I'm giving it to myself as a gift on a day nearly canceled ...
A mysterious naked man has been reported on Cranston Avenue. The police are performing the usual ceremonies with coloured lights ...
Not every wino is a Holy Man. Oh, but some of them are. I love those who've learned to sit ...
Indoors the tang of a tiny oil lamp. Outdoors The winking signal on the waste of sea. Indoors the sound ...
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