Yes And No (Laura Riding Jackson Poem)
Across a continent imaginary Because it cannot be discovered now Upon this fully apprehended planet- No more applicants considered, Alas, ...
Across a continent imaginary Because it cannot be discovered now Upon this fully apprehended planet- No more applicants considered, Alas, ...
I In Casterbridge there stood a noble pile, Wrought with pilaster, bay, and balustrade In tactful times when shrewd Eliza ...
The cup just passed the taste still ripe sitting on their tongues as Christ started to speak The wine, after ...
Though the Magi would come inflated to be kings the humble birth of Jesus witnesses by lesser beings The animals ...
In our walking daily with Christ the yoke upon our shoulders our steps beside his The call to spread the ...
I wonder, if I read the ancient words, his words of prayer, of instruction How we are to pray this ...
I have been thinking about his. So many of my poems, about God the possessive is his A father God, ...
My wife shared with me new candles votives to replace those used up Suddenly I was six, maybe eight certainly ...
The Whale that wanders round the Pole Is not a table fish. You cannot bake or boil him whole Nor ...
When, by decree of the supreme power, The Poet appears in this annoyed world, His mother, blasphemous out of horror ...
Above the ponds, beyond the valleys, The woods, the mountains, the clouds, the seas, Farther than the sun, the distant ...
Columbia, fair queen in your glory! Columbia, the pride of the earth! We crown you with song- wreath and story; ...
Not quite the same the springtime seems to me, Since that sad season when in separate ways Our paths diverged. ...
Ruggiero, to amaze the British host, And wake more wonder in their wondering ranks, The bridle of his winged courser ...
Where it says snow read teeth-marks of a virgin Where it says knife read you passed through my bones like ...
Who is the happy husband? Why, indeed, 'Tis he who's useless in the time of need; Who, asked to unclasp ...
Today your things depart. Your faience cup fell off the table at sunrise and cracked. Your old grey dog did ...
In spring and summer winds may blow, And rains fall after, hard and fast; The tender leaves, if beaten low, ...
Take the name of the swain, a forlorn witless elf Who was chang'd to a flow'r for admiring himself. A ...
Oh, I have tried to laugh the pain away, Let new flames brush my love-springs like a feather. But the ...
Something has fallen wordlessly and holds still on the black driveway. You find it, like a jewel, among the empty ...
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