Ikon: The Harrowing of Hell (Denise Levertov Poem)
Down through the tomb's inward arch He has shouldered out into Limbo to gather them, dazed, from dreamless slumber: the ...
Down through the tomb's inward arch He has shouldered out into Limbo to gather them, dazed, from dreamless slumber: the ...
Man, is the Sea your master? Sea, and is man your slave? - This is the song of brave men ...
The times are nightfall, look, their light grows less; The times are winter, watch, a world undone: They waste, they ...
Sometimes a lantern moves along the night, That interests our eyes. And who goes there? I think; where from and ...
I Jesús, Estrella, Esperanza, Mercy: Sails flashing to the wind like weapons, sharks following the moans the fever and the ...
WITHIN a town where parity According to old form we see,-- That is to say, where Catholic And Protestant no ...
Today, because I couldn't find the shortcut through, I had to walk this town's entire inner perimeter to find where ...
I became a criminal when I fell in love. Before that I was a waitress. I didn't want to go ...
Lord, I beseech you I pray you would hear me rescue me quickly from the pit from death let me ...
Into the teeth of the lion into the fist of the madman the world handing the innocents over to the ...
A life changed forever a life turned to grace feeling you with me I called out to you in the ...
Compassion, acceptance our savior seeking us the creator of the universe mindful of my straying going to where I am ...
Alive, moving in my hands the arms stretching, turning; already warmed, by the sun above a starfish, pulled from the ...
Offered for us, received the gospel, the good news proof of the coming of the one and the power of ...
Walking, reading, pondering, waiting a journey of waiting, expectant, hopeful of his miraculous birth, the story of his life for ...
We are waiting, expectantly for the coming of the angels, His parents, the shepherds, the animals, the Star, the Babe, ...
Up yonder in Buena Park There is a famous spot, In legend and in history Yclept the Waller Lot. There ...
NOW spent the alter'd King, in am'rous Cares, The Hours of sacred Hymns and solemn Pray'rs: In vain the Alter ...
Farewell, lov'd Youth! since 'twas the Will of Heaven So soon to take, what had so late been giv'n; And ...
Gus is the Cat at the Theatre Door. His name, as I ought to have told you before, Is really ...
It seldom snowed they said, and they were nearly right. In all of nine eventful seasons crystal white on average ...
Obscurest night involv'd the sky, Th' Atlantic billows roar'd, When such a destin'd wretch as I, Wash'd headlong from on ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
Inscribed to a Dear Child: In Memory of Golden Summer Hours And Whispers of a Summer Sea Girt with a ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
The murkiness of the local garage is not so dense that you cannot make out the calendar of pinup drawings ...
Music I love - but never strain Could kindle raptures so divine, So grief assuage, so conquer pain, And rouse ...
Start not-nor deem my spirit fled: In me behold the only skull From which, unlike a living head, Whatever flows ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Boot, saddle, to horse and away! Rescue my Castle, before the hot day Brightens to blue from its silvery gray, ...
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