Essay on Psychiatrists (Robert Pinsky Poems)
I. InvocationIt's crazy to think one could describe them-Calling on reason, fantasy, memory, eves and ears-As though they were all ...
I. InvocationIt's crazy to think one could describe them-Calling on reason, fantasy, memory, eves and ears-As though they were all ...
Oh, do you hear the argument, far up above the skies?The voice of old Saint Peter, in expostulation rise?Growing shrill, ...
Oh, do you hear the argument, far up above the skies?The voice of old Saint Peter, in expostulation rise?Growing shrill, ...
Cisterns and stones; the fig-tree in the wallCasts down her shadow, ashen as her boughs,Across the road, across the thick ...
I At the convent doors, full of alarm She stood, like a young bird quitting its nest. Her first flight ...
Now Mr. Jeremiah BaneHe owned a warehouse in The Lane,An edifice of goodly size,Where, with keen private enterprise, He sold ...
We never feel the lust of steelOr fury-woken blood,We live and die and wonder whyIn mud, and mud, and mud,And ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
Don't talk to me of War or stalk the ground our fabled soldiers died upon, I'm sound of limb and ...
Blake saw a treeful of angels at Peckham Rye, And his hands could lay hold on the tiger's terrible heart. ...
The faithless shadows of day are running And high and clear is the call of bells, Steps of the church ...
How can we find? how can we rest? how can We, being gods, win joy, or peace, being man? We, ...
Arriving for a reading an hour too early: Ruefully, the general manager stopped putting out the chairs. "You don't get ...
THE indications, and tally of time; Perfect sanity shows the master among philosophs; Time, always without flaw, indicates itself in ...
Child, the current of your breath is six days long. You lie, a small knuckle on my white bed; lie, ...
I've often wondered why Old chaps who choose to die In evil passes, Before themselves they slay, Invariably they Take ...
We think of hidden in a white dress among the folded linens and sachets of well-kept cupboards, or just out ...
the population controller slips into disguise his charming suit his veil of words conceals his gaze he has laid out ...
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