A Crystalline Awakening (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
A crystalline awakening on the plateau, the crisp air as brittle as new celery snaps with expectancy. The cold clings ...
A crystalline awakening on the plateau, the crisp air as brittle as new celery snaps with expectancy. The cold clings ...
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
The line that remained, that became true: . . . your house in Paris -- become the alterpiece of your ...
Smile at us, pay us, pass us; but do not quite forget; For we are the people of England, that ...
All worldly shapes shall melt in gloom, The Sun himself must die, Before this mortal shall assume Its Immortality! I ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
For Margot Snow that fallest from heaven, bear me aloft on thy wings To the domes of the star-girdled Seven, ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
For Margot Snow that fallest from heaven, bear me aloft on thy wings To the domes of the star-girdled Seven, ...
THE PROLOGUE. This worthy limitour, this noble Frere, He made always a manner louring cheer* *countenance Upon the Sompnour; but ...
I have come far enough from where I was not before to have seen the things looking in at me ...
No cloud, no relique of the sunken day Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip Of sullen light, no obscure ...
Ere on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use to pray With moving lips or ...
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
The Frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry Came loud, -and hark, again! loud as ...
What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men, or regal ...
The Bellman's Speech The Bellman himself they all praised to the skies-- Such a carriage, such ease and such grace! ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
You know the brick path in the back of the house, the one you see from the kitchen window, the ...
Long days, short nights, this Southern summer Fixes the mind within its timeless place. Athwart pale limbs the brazen hummer ...
A prisoner in a dungeon deep Sat musing silently; His head was rested on his hand, His elbow on his ...
In a cool curving world he lies And ripples with dark ecstasies. The kind luxurious lapse and steal Shapes all ...
Gods, what a black, fierce day! The clouds were iron, Wrenched to strange, rugged shapes; the red sun winked Over ...
Tobacco smoke drifts up to the dim ceiling From half a dozen pipes and cigarettes, Curling in endless shapes, in ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
There is darkness behind the light -- and the pale light drips Cold on vague shapes and figures, that, half-seen ...
Here, where men's eyes were empty and as bright As the blank windows set in glaring brick, When the wind ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
With lingering love she gazed at the dispersed Colors of dusk. It pleased her utterly To lose herself in the ...
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