Fragment Of A Meditation (Allen Tate Poems)
Not yet the thirtieth year, the thirtiethStation where time reverses his light heelsTo rim both ways, and makes of forward ...
Not yet the thirtieth year, the thirtiethStation where time reverses his light heelsTo rim both ways, and makes of forward ...
I will think as thinks the rabbit:—Oh, delightIn the nightWhen the moonSets the tuneTo the woods!And the broodsAll run out,Frisk ...
(BIG PINE FLAT, 1871)"Something characteristic," eh? Humph! I reckon you mean by thatSomething that happened in our way, Here at ...
boss i wentand interviewed the mummyof the egyptian pharaohin the metropolitan museumas you bade me to dowhat homy regal leatherfacesays ...
Hooded crows fly at night over the walls of Chang'an,uttering harsh cries above Welcoming Autumn Gate,then head for ...
i heard a spiderand a fly arguingwait said the flydo not eat mei serve a great purposein the worldyou will ...
AS from unnumbered worlds awayI found myself My drowsy feetToil up the hill; the summer heatThrobs through the vacant city ...
Yon sound's neither sheep-bell nor bark,They're running—they're running, Go hark!The sport may be lost by a moment's delay;So whip up ...
KINDER like to see the bright side,See the gay and dancing light side,See the good and decent right sideOf the ...
A SCRAMBLE for gold,And a scurry for place,A brief pause for loving,A kiss, an embrace,A ring; then the altar,A vow ...
The rustling of the silk is discontinued,Dust drifts over the court-yard,There is no sound of foot-fall, and the leavesScurry into ...
When the flush of a new-born sun fell first on Eden's green and gold, Our father Adam sat under the ...
Fresh tracks in the new-fallen snow the dusting on the forest floor exposing the many creatures who scurry and walk ...
Driving in town, between the drops of rain watch the people scurry, trudge, dash, between the buildings, hunker down at ...
Pining for peanuts praying for the nuts begging for them a gray squirrel by our porch pitch a peanut, watch ...
People, random strangers Cool stores Hot blacktop Eyes turn Crackle with energy, anticipation Furtive glances to the horizon, Instinctively knowing ...
People, random strangers Crackle with energy, anticipation Furtive glances to the horizon, Instinctively knowing Darkening sky Deep grays Strong edges ...
It was Karl Shapiro who wrote in his 'Defence of Ignorance' how many poets Go mad or seem to be ...
Especially when the October wind With frosty fingers punishes my hair, Caught by the crabbing sun I walk on fire ...
Bare-handed, I hand the combs. The man in white smiles, bare-handed, Our cheesecloth gauntlets neat and sweet, The throats of ...
Isabel met an enormous bear, Isabel, Isabel, didn't care; The bear was hungry, the bear was ravenous, The bear's big ...
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