Confessions Of A Glutton (Donald Marquis Poems)
after i ate my dinner then i atepart of a shoei found some archies by a bathroom pipeand ate them ...
after i ate my dinner then i atepart of a shoei found some archies by a bathroom pipeand ate them ...
this evangelistbuttons with his big gollywog voicethe kingdomofheaven up behind and crazilyskating thither and hither in filthy sawdustchucks and rollsagainst ...
I walked on the banks of the tincan banana dock and sat down under the huge shade of a Southern ...
A whiff of the termites the shavings, the moisture the smell of sawdust thick on the wood pile. Out in ...
I stayed the night for shelter at a farm Behind the mountains, with a mother and son, Two old-believers. They ...
S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse A persona che mai tornasse al mondo, Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse. Ma ...
The Beaver's Lesson They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
Here among long-discarded cassocks, Damp stools, and half-split open hassocks, Here where the vicar never looks I nibble through old ...
The true faith discovered was When painted panel, statuary. Glass-mosaic, window-glass, Amended what was told awry By some peasant gospeller; ...
for Rene Magritte The carpenter's made a hole In the parlor floor, and I'm standing Staring down into it now ...
Memories bursting like tears or waves On some lonely Adriatic shore Beating again and again Threshings of green sea foam ...
STANDING IN EDEN 1 Poetry claimed me young on Skegness beach Before I was born I answered her cry For ...
Pour O pour that parting soul in song O pour it in the sawdust glow of night Into the velvet ...
The sky, lazily disdaining to pursue The setting sun, too indolent to hold A lengthened tournament for flashing gold, Passively ...
Sing me a thrush, bone. Sing me a nest of cup and pestle. Sing me a sweetbread fr an old ...
1. DREAMS I was an ice baby. I turned to sky blue. My tears became two glass beads. My mouth ...
"Let's make him a sailor," said Father, "And he will adventure the sea." "A soldier," said Mother, "is rather What ...
Scene: Federal Political Arena A darkened cave. In the middle, a cauldron, boiling. Enter the three witches. 1ST WITCH: Thrice ...
They're taking down a tree at the front door, The power saw is snarling at some nerves, Whining at others. ...
I. THE LION The Lion is a kingly beast. He likes a Hindu for a feast. And if no Hindu ...
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