The Author Of The Jesus Papers Speaks (Anne Sexton Poems)
In my dreamI milked a cow,the terrible udderlike a great rubber lilysweated in my fingersand as I yanked,waiting for the ...
In my dreamI milked a cow,the terrible udderlike a great rubber lilysweated in my fingersand as I yanked,waiting for the ...
OH! thoughts of Genius, cloth'd in hues divine, And sanctifying this time-honour'd spot,-- Oh! sacrifices on the holy shrine Of ...
COVER thy spacious heavens, Zeus, With clouds of mist, And, like the boy who lops The thistles' heads, Disport with ...
Sacrifices from our wealth too often that is all what we can afford out of our abundance Meager gifts only ...
God declaring through the words of the prophet not the desert of Sinai sacrifices burned on the altar instead the ...
On this day, in our land one type of freedom proclaimed from their words their names written on the page ...
Sudden epiphany, realization warming of her spirit in the recognition understanding the meaning in the feeling she felt, knowing, she ...
Poor Zechariah An old priest, struck dumb, mute by the word of God, the holy angel of God because of ...
D-Day and The Fourth Bookends of a month In the life of the Nation The death of a President Reminders ...
D-Day and The Fourth Bookends of a month In the life of the Nation The death of a President Reminders ...
Our bodies, like cloth dolls, immersed in the living waters of your holy word, living sacrifices each week given for ...
Sacrifices big and small if we are truly to answer his call for our lives as people and a family ...
If it is true, what the Prophets write, That the heathen gods are all stocks and stones, Shall we, for ...
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
For a Man is to be looked upon in that which he excells as on a prospect. For there be ...
Fire and wild light of hope and doubt and fear, Wind of swift change, and clouds and hours that veer ...
In my dream I milked a cow, the terrible udder like a great rubber lily sweated in my fingers and ...
Glad as the weary traveller tempest-tost To reach secure at length his native coast, Who wandering long o'er distant lands ...
The Sunday lamb cracks in its fat. The fat Sacrifices its opacity. . . . A window, holy gold. The ...
'Twas in the year of 1887, and on the 28th of September, Which many people of Honan, in China, will ...
Gray whale Now that we are sinding you to The End That great god Tell him That we who follow ...
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