The Brothers (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
Not far from here, it lies beyond That low-hilled belt of woods. We'll take This unused lane where brambles make A wall of ...
Not far from here, it lies beyond That low-hilled belt of woods. We'll take This unused lane where brambles make A wall of ...
The house is hoary with the mould of years,And crumbling are its ivy-covered walls;The rain-storms dim it with their misty ...
The rain was over, and the brilliant air Made every little blade of grass appear Vivid and startling-everything was there ...
All winter the fire devoured everything --tear-stained elegies, old letters, diaries, dead flowers.When April finally arrived,I opened the woodstove one ...
What lifts the heron leaning on the airI praise without a name. A crouch, a flare,a long stroke through the ...
THERE were many flowers in my mother's garden, Sword-leaved gladiolus, taller far than I,Sticky-leaved petunias, pink and purple-flaring, Velvet-painted pansies staring at ...
In dreams the same bad dream goes on. Like some gigantic German toy the house has been rebuilt upon its ...
'Tis a little old house with a squeak in the stairs,And a porch that seems made for just two easy ...
Your catalog arrived today,Thanks for the cover bright and gayAnd all the lovely host it brought-Delphiniums, forget-me-nots,Nasturtiums, clustered to one ...
All winter the fire devoured everything -- tear-stained elegies, old letters, diaries, dead flowers. When April finally arrived, I opened ...
Dürer would have seen a reason for living in a town like this, with eight stranded whales to look at; ...
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