Dead March (Weldon Kees Poem)
Under the bunker, where the reek of kerosene Prepared the marriage rite, leader and whore, Imperfect kindling even in this ...
Under the bunker, where the reek of kerosene Prepared the marriage rite, leader and whore, Imperfect kindling even in this ...
1902 Who hath desired the Sea? -- the sight of salt wind-hounded -- The heave and the halt and the ...
And reports the derelict Mary Pollock still at sea. SHIPPING NEWS. I was the staunchest of our fleet Till the ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
I When I considered it too closely, when I wore it like an element and smelt it like water, Life ...
Bottomless pits. There's on in Castleton, and stout upholders of our law and order one day thought its depth worth ...
when the doctor came on a monday he looked at my mother and said there's something seriously wrong here - ...
you may get fed up with me she says (seing herself slightly) fearing old age in a woman must render ...
A bit of war poetry read by featured poets Brought it back to me that night on the floor Each ...
Who ever loves, if he do not propose The right true end of love, he's one that goes To sea ...
AN ALPHABET OF FAMOUS GOOPS. Which you 'll Regard with Yells and Whoops. Futile Acumen! For you Yourselves are Doubtless ...
An imaginary composer.] I. Hist, but a word, fair and soft! Forth and be judged, Master Hugues! Answer the question ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; "Good speed!" cried ...
When the molten earth seethed in its whirling cauldron nobody watched the pot from a tall wooden stool set out ...
O ROUGH, rude, ready-witted Rankine, The wale o' cocks for fun an' drinkin! There's mony godly folks are thinkin, Your ...
UPON that night, when fairies light On Cassilis Downans 2 dance, Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze, On sprightly ...
But in the Wine-presses the human grapes sing not nor dance: They howl and writhe in shoals of torment, in ...
and the sun weilds mercy but like a jet torch carried to high, and the jets whip across its sight ...
I have done it again. One year in every ten I manage it---- A sort of walking miracle, my skin ...
The air heaving like a wounded fish, breathing through its purplish sandy gills, letting in the salty gale, fluttering its ...
Sir Robert the Bruce at Bannockburn Beat the English in every wheel and turn, And made them fly in great ...
A curse upon each king who leads his state, No matter what his plea, to this foul game, And may ...
A Story of Christmas Eve. Strange that the termagant winds should scold The Christmas Eve so bitterly! But Wife, and ...
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