When The Water Starts To Run (Pat O Cotter Poems)
Along in early spring time, as the sun starts swinging NorthTo linger with the land it loves, and violets peep ...
Along in early spring time, as the sun starts swinging NorthTo linger with the land it loves, and violets peep ...
You, the brutal-hearted sky-scraping mountain tribes!Lamb and horseflesh - is all your menu describes;Long beards and handcrafted rugs, your loud ...
The hornets build in plaster-dropping rooms,And on its mossy porch the lizard lies;Around its chimneys slow the swallow flies,And on ...
And must I sing? what subject shall I chuse?Or whose great name in Poets heaven use?For the more countenance to ...
In the mid August, in the second year of my First Polar Expedition, the snow and ice of winter almost ...
On the Columbia River near Vantage, Washington, we fished for whitefish in the winter months; my dad, Swede- Mr. Lindgren-and ...
Ever in the ebb and flow Of my dreams that come and go, Reader, I have you in mind, Humbly ...
Behold! I'm old; my hair is white; My eighty years are in the offing, And sitting by the fire to-night ...
to Robert Hass and in memory of Elliot Gilbert Slow dulcimer, gavotte and bow, in autumn, Bashõ and his friends ...
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