Little Sleep’s-Head Sprouting Hair In The Moonlight (Galway Kinnell Poems)
1 You scream, waking from a nightmare. When I sleepwalk into your room, and pick you up, and hold you ...
1 You scream, waking from a nightmare. When I sleepwalk into your room, and pick you up, and hold you ...
You might come here Sunday on a whim. Say your life broke down. The last good kiss you had was ...
(1) and off to scott's (the dockers' restaurant) burly men packed in round solid tables but what the helle (drowned ...
ILS ont vu les Pays-Bas, ils rentrent à Terre Haute; Mais une nuit d'été, les voici à Ravenne, A l'aise ...
for tess Tonight there's a crowd in my head: all the things you are not yet. You are words without ...
Far from me and like the stars, the sea and all the trappings of poetic myth, Far from me but ...
I turn around on the gravel and go back to the house for a book, something to read at the ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman Once on an evening in a desolate place far from the madding crowds eternal strife I stood ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman The moment I close my eyes in meditation on the unfathomable I visualize golden fleeces of cloud ...
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee affords. I once read something ...
Filling her compact & delicious body with chicken páprika, she glanced at me twice. Fainting with interest, I hungered back ...
After the movie, when the lights come up, He takes her powdered hand behind the wings; She, all in yellow, ...
You strop my anger, especially when I find you in restaurant or bar and pay for the same liquid, coming ...
No, you're wrong. Everyone is as beautiful as they can possibly be Particularly at lunch in a laughing restaurant Everyone ...
We were supposed to do a job in Italy and, full of our feeling for ourselves (our sense of being ...
When my moustache curled, And my hair was black, And I wore tight trousers And a diamond stud, I was ...
for Jim Cummins In Iowa, Jim dreamed that Della Street was Anne Sexton's twin. Dave drew a comic strip called ...
Come on in and stay a while I'll photograph you emerging from the revolving door like Frank O'Hara dating 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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