The Crystal Lithium (James Schuyler Poems)
The smell of snow, stinging in nostrils as the wind lifts it from a beachEve-shuttering, mixed with sand, or when ...
The smell of snow, stinging in nostrils as the wind lifts it from a beachEve-shuttering, mixed with sand, or when ...
If there is one gift that I prize above others, That tinges with brightness whatever I do, And gives to the sombre ...
Considera girl who keeps slipping off,arms limp as old carrots,into the hypnotist's trance,into a spirit worldspeaking with the gift of ...
In my dream, drilling into the marrow of my entire bone, my real dream, I'm walking up and down Beacon ...
I remember the excitement and the terrible alarmThat worried everybody when William broke his arm;An' how frantic Pa and Ma ...
I've told about the times that Ma can't find her pocketbook, And how we have to hustle round for it ...
A barefoot boy! I mark him at his play -- For May is here once more, and so is he, ...
Because there was no other place to flee to, I came back to the scene of the disordered senses, came ...
I knew you forever and you were always old, soft white lady of my heart. Surely you would scold me ...
In my dream, drilling into the marrow of my entire bone, my real dream, I'm walking up and down Beacon ...
Consider a girl who keeps slipping off, arms limp as old carrots, into the hypnotist's trance, into a spirit world ...
(1) This is the sea, then, this great abeyance. How the sun's poultice draws on my inflammation. Electrifyingly-colored sherbets, scooped ...
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