September (Ted Hughes Poem)
We sit late, watching the dark slowly unfold: No clock counts this. When kisses are repeated and the arms hold ...
We sit late, watching the dark slowly unfold: No clock counts this. When kisses are repeated and the arms hold ...
IN Collins Street standeth a statute tall, A statue tall, on a pillar of stone, Telling its story, to great ...
In these times of senseless evil greed and oppression stalking the earth needing to always walking wisely modeling good in ...
The war got a little closer to home as the concerns were lifted before the congregation in the stilled sanctuary ...
Instant monuments makeshift memorials of senseless tragedies all across America flowers, stuffed animals, candles, messages of instant grief sudden shock ...
Liner Notes - (from No More Mister Nice Girl) I was having a foul day. Some geezer harrassed me on ...
Muses, which sadly sit about my chair, Drown'd in the tears extorted by my lines, With heavy sighs whilst thus ...
In Ionia whence sprang old poets' fame, From whom that sea did first derive her name, The blessed bed whereon ...
You not alone, when you are still alone, O God, from you that I could private be. Since you one ...
STEP me now a bridal measure, Work give way to love and leisure, Hearts be free and hearts be gay ...
At the back of the noisy café bent over a table sits an old man; a newspaper in front of ...
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
A slant of sun on dull brown walls, A forgotten sky of bashful blue. Toward God a mighty hymn, A ...
The Banker's Fate 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 ...
To at last be indestructible, a poem must first glow, almost flammable, upon a thing inert, as gray, as dull ...
"Enough of thought, philosopher! Too long hast thou been dreaming Unlightened, in this chamber drear, While summer's sun is beaming! ...
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fishing in America as if Trout Fishing ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
Remind me not, remind me not, Of those beloved, those vanish'd hours, When all my soul was given to thee; ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
DOST thou not rise, indignant shade, And smile wi' spurning scorn, When they wha wad hae starved thy life, Thy ...
At four o'clock in the gun-metal blue dark we hear the first crow of the first cock just below the ...
Over the darkened city, the city of towers, The city of a thousand gates, Over the gleaming terraced roofs, the ...
THOU, Nature, partial Nature, I arraign; Of thy caprice maternal I complain. The peopled fold thy kindly care have found, ...
SIR, o'er a gill I gat your card, I trow it made me proud; "See wha taks notice o' the ...
LATE crippl'd of an arm, and now a leg, About to beg a pass for leave to beg; Dull, listless, ...
Green grow the rashes, O! Green grow the rashes, O! The sweetest hours that e'er I spend, Are spent amang ...
Chor.-Green grow the rashes, O; Green grow the rashes, O; The sweetest hours that e'er I spend, Are spent amang ...
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