Floating (Kenneth Rexroth Poems)
Our canoe idles in the idling currentOf the tree and vine and rush enclosedBackwater of a torpid midwestern stream;Revolves slowly, ...
Our canoe idles in the idling currentOf the tree and vine and rush enclosedBackwater of a torpid midwestern stream;Revolves slowly, ...
1. We have poled our staunch canoe Many a boiling torrent through; Paddling where the eddies drew, Athwart the roaring flood we flew._Chorus--_ Dip ...
"Sir Walter Vivian all a summer's dayGave his broad lawns until the set of sunUp to the people: thither flocked ...
COME out, said Leonard, bursting through my door, His black curls tangled like a fretting sea,-- "Come out, nor waste ...
Written for a little girl on her eleventh birthday.Fleeting time is on the wing—Surely Winter, joyous Spring,Glowing Summer, Autumn sere,Mark ...
The point is turned; the twilight shadow fillsThe wheeling stream, the soft receding shore,And on our ears from deep among ...
IFrom troubles of the world I turn to ducks,Beautiful comical thingsSleeping or curledTheir heads beneath white wingsBy water cool,Or finding ...
FROM troubles of the worldI turn to ducks,Beautiful comical thingsSleeping or curledTheir heads beneath white wingsBy water cool,Or finding curious ...
IOnce below a time,When my pinned-around-the-spiritCut-to-measure flesh bit,Suit for a serial sumOn the first of each hardship,My paid-for slaved-for own ...
Board meeting over Stars and clouds call. Alone on the lake, Time to unwind. 11 o'clock under A moonlit sky. ...
A mat of green, burgundy, and brown Covered the skin of the once open water Of the marsh, cut off ...
I'll tell of Canute, King of England, A native of Denmark was he, His hobbies was roving and raiding And ...
Across the wet November night The church is bright with candlelight And waiting Evensong. A single bell with plaintive strokes ...
Sometimes I stroll through forests just sprayed for the gypsy moths. I throw a rock into the bushes to distract ...
What was he doing, the great god Pan, Down in the reeds by the river? Spreading ruin and scattering ban, ...
AGAINST THE GRAIN "Oxford be silent, I this truth must write Leeds hath for rarities undone thee quite." - William ...
STANDING IN EDEN 1 Poetry claimed me young on Skegness beach Before I was born I answered her cry For ...
Sir Walter Vivian all a summer's day Gave his broad lawns until the set of sun Up to the people: ...
In his tenth July some instinct taught him to arm the waiting wave, a giant where its mouth hung open. ...
Fear, like a living fire that only death Might one day cool, had now in Avon's eyes Been witness for ...
On the warm July river head back upside down river for a roof slowly paddling towards an estuary between trees ...
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