A Recollection (John Peale Bishop Poems)
Famously she descended, her red hairUnbound and bronzed by sea-reflections, caughtCrinkled with sea-pearls. The fine slender tautKnees that let down ...
Famously she descended, her red hairUnbound and bronzed by sea-reflections, caughtCrinkled with sea-pearls. The fine slender tautKnees that let down ...
Lady, how can it chance--yet this we seeIn long experience--that will longer lastA living image carved from quarries vastThan its ...
Scene I.The great Hall of Wynhavod House. The walls hung with old portraits, arms, trophies of the chase, and a ...
In our Museum galleriesTo-day I lingered o'er the prizeDead Greece vouchsafes to living eyes,-Her Art for ever in fresh wiseFrom ...
——— A manly race Of unsubmitting spirit, wise and brave; Who still through bleeding ages struggled hard To hold a ...
I came, I saw, and was undone;Lightning did through my bones and marrow run; A pointed pain pierc'd ...
INow twenty-four or maybe twenty-fiveWas the woman's age, and her white brow was sleek;Lips parted in surprise, the flawless cheek;The ...
It was a Maine lobster town- each morning boatloads of hands pushed off for granite quarries on the islands, and ...
When I was a King and a Mason -- a Master proven and skilled -- I cleared me ground for ...
"ONCE in so often," King Solomon said, Watching his quarrymen drill the stone, "We will curb our garlic and wine ...
Gasholders, russet among fields. Milldams, marlpools that lay unstirring. Eel-swarms. Coagulations of frogs: once, with branches and half-bricks, he battered ...
Lord, how I am all ague, when I seek What I have treasur'd in my memory! Since, if my soul ...
The hunt begins at a languid pace belying hysteria building in place, biding its time to menace the peace in ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
Hebrew writing and Arabic writing go from east to west, Latin writing, from west to east. Languages are like cats: ...
To live in Wales is to be conscious At dusk of the spilled blood That went into the making of ...
There came a stranger to Walgett town, To Walgett town when the sun was low, And he carried a thirst ...
Like the vain curlings of the watery maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking weight does raise, So Man, declining ...
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so ...
--The Carpathian Frontier, October, 1968 --for my brother Once, in a foreign country, I was suddenly ill. I was driving ...
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