Remembrance of Things Future (Henri Coulette Poems)
I. You arrive in a new town.Your suitcase yawns. Your troublesUnpack themselves and dress up.A night on the town! Poor town.The ...
I. You arrive in a new town.Your suitcase yawns. Your troublesUnpack themselves and dress up.A night on the town! Poor town.The ...
The present implies presencethusunauthorized by the presentthese letters are left authorless --have lost all originsince the inscribing handlost life.The harshness ...
Please be silent now, my country, while I fill the speaker's place;While I point out some abuses that we constantly ...
White bird of the tempest! O beautiful thing,With the bosom of snow, and the motionless wing,Now sweeping the billow, now ...
Who was my teacher at Harvard. Did not wear overcoatSaying to me as we walked across the YardCold brittle autumn ...
When sadness fills a journeyThere is no last remorseBetween accepted endingAnd the final turn we passTo other sights or heroesOr ...
A yellow-breasted birdheraldic on his rockdevised himself to give backdue light to an afternoon.Who from his posing tookstrength, as from ...
I'm a business man; and I can't spare time For this fluting and fussing and frilling.The song of my cousin ...
Though, if you ask her name, she says Elise, Being plain Elizabeth, e'en let it pass, And own that, if ...
We were blessed, by a singular sight after our time on the beach, at the picnic a slice of color, ...
Perfect droplets cling to the purple skin the liquid flesh of the tulip bloom holding on, for moments more before ...
A red, red rose, posing in the vase on the counter a reminder of the beauty of summer of the ...
Fidgety, shy, tremulous introverted royalty hide, run, burst to flight normally, as I approach with my predatory posture sudden motion ...
The poster with my picture on it Is hanging on the bulletin board in the Post Office. I stand by ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
Dawn's my Mr Right, already Cocks have crowed, birds flown from nests, The neon lights of Leeds last night still ...
Give me the scorn of the stars and a peak defiant; Wail of the pines and a wind with the ...
To the voters of Glen Innes 'twas O'Sullivan that went, To secure the country vote for Mister Hay. So he ...
Kanzo Makame, the diver, sturdy and small Japanee, Seeker of pearls and of pearl-shell down in the depths of the ...
Hungry and cold, I stood in a doorway on Delancey Street in 1946 as the rain came down. The worst ...
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