Orchard (Hilda Doolittle Poems)
I saw the first pearas it fell--the honey-seeking, golden-banded,the yellow swarmwas not more fleet than I,(spare us from loveliness)and I ...
I saw the first pearas it fell--the honey-seeking, golden-banded,the yellow swarmwas not more fleet than I,(spare us from loveliness)and I ...
Across New England snowsFlash visions from afar,Lithe gipsies on their toesDancing to gay guitar;With gesture fierce, bizarre,They lilt some old ...
Your treasures are at my feet,O! black turned earth:Gold and myrrh, purple plums, pomegranates,Luscious fruits, herbs and rootsLike veins threading ...
Bring the wine-cup, companions! and let it go round! At its bottom good humor and mirth will be found; Bring ...
(Written after hearing a line of Keats repeated by a passing strangerunder the palms of Southern California.)Under the palms of ...
This is the lot of the English; — in many a page it is written, — To weep for ...
First see those ample melons-brindled o'erWith mingled green and brown is all the rind;For they are ripe, and mealy at ...
Apes and ivory, skulls and roses, in junks of old Hong-Kong, Gliding over a sea of dreams to a ...
WE clutch our joys as children do their flowers; We look at them, but scarce believe them ours, Till our ...
The full September moon sheds floods of light,And all the bayou's face is gemmed with starsSave where are dropped fantastic ...
Who are you, who is anybody to tell me I am wrong?I am not wrong.In Syracuse, rock left bare by ...
na may sta da nari shudi dy pakarna da zulfi wal pa wal laka khamarna da bati pashan danga ghari ...
Three Kings came riding from far away, Melchior and Gaspar and Baltasar; Three Wise Men out of the East were ...
The Lord receives his highest praise From humble minds and hearts sincere; While all the loud professor says Offends the ...
Remember the 1340's? We were doing a dance called the Catapult. You always wore brown, the color craze of the ...
Next, then, the peacock, gilt With all its feathers. Look, what gorgeous dyes Flow in the eyes! And how deep, ...
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a water'd shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree ...
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, ...
To think that, as a boy of thirteen, I would grapple with my first pineapple, its exposed breast setting itself ...
WHEN by Zeus relenting the mandate was revoked, Sentencing to exile the bright Sun-God, Mindful were the ploughmen of who ...
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