Words to Live By (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We sat with rapt attention to the sheet on the table, our bibles open to the passage, the instruction, admonition ...
We sat with rapt attention to the sheet on the table, our bibles open to the passage, the instruction, admonition ...
Rising and falling together undulating across the sky from left to right out over the river, just feet above me ...
A great way to start my day friendly giggling under the tent the sheet and comforter held up by daddy's ...
Vivid memory Twenty-five years past Her hands Old, blotched, tired Gripped the sheet metal Chair below her White knuckles Held ...
Watching them play Seeing their notes on the paper Sensing the fun in practice in hearing the sheet come alive ...
Now fie upon him! what is Man, Whose life at best is but a span? When to an inch it ...
NO easy matter 'tis to hold, Against its owner's will, the fleece Who troubled by the itching smart Of Cupid's ...
I didn't make you know how glad I was To have you come and camp here on our land. I ...
By June our brook's run out of song and speed. Sought for much after that, it will be found Either ...
I speak to you across cities I speak to you across plains My mouth is upon your pillow Both faces ...
Set not thy foot on graves; Hear what wine and roses say; The mountain chase, the summer waves, The crowded ...
There's a whisper down the line at 11.39 When the Night Mail's ready to depart, Saying "Skimble where is Skimble ...
A curious Cloud surprised the Sky, 'Twas like a sheet with Horns; The sheet was Blue -- The Antlers Gray ...
There's an infinity of wisdom in your smile that would deny the winsome wit that lies at back of it; ...
Whangaehu waters, hot-spilled from the cauldron of Crater Lake, swirling mud-green from the cup between Tahurangi and Pyramid Peak, sulphurous, ...
I have been spiritually poisoned by the unclean, in ignorance blessed their springs. In consequence I withered and drifted down ...
If you want a lover I'll do anything you ask me to And if you want another kind of love ...
"OH, when I was a little Ghost, A merry time had we! Each seated on his favourite post, We chumped ...
The meter I had sought to find, perplexed, was ripped from books of "verse" that read like prose. I found ...
At the end of a long-walled garden in a red provincial town, A brick path led to a mulberry- scanty ...
High stretched upon the swinging yard, I gather in the sheet; But it is hard And stiff, and one cries ...
ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves Of cabinets, shut up for years, What a strange task we've set ourselves ! How ...
In darkness the loud sea makes moan; And earth is shaken, and all evils creep About her ways. Oh, now ...
In darkness the loud sea makes moan; And earth is shaken, and all evils creep About her ways. Oh, now ...
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
Thin as a sheet his mother came to him during the screaming evenings after he did it, touched F.J.'s dead ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
AMONG the heathy hills and ragged woods The roaring Fyers pours his mossy floods; Till full he dashes on the ...
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