Let Us play Yesterday — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Let Us play Yesterday -- I -- the Girl at school -- You -- and Eternity -- the Untold Tale ...
Let Us play Yesterday -- I -- the Girl at school -- You -- and Eternity -- the Untold Tale ...
Whangaehu waters, hot-spilled from the cauldron of Crater Lake, swirling mud-green from the cup between Tahurangi and Pyramid Peak, sulphurous, ...
She wrapped a paper towel around his softened cock in what he thought was quaint affection, that was new, an ...
I The roaring of Te Whaiau intake weir intrudes as sleep eludes again to soar across the lake on white-tipped, ...
I thought of how a whale's white ribs could choke the sky's blue neck, massive vertebrae half-buried in sand, and ...
There is fog upon the river, there is mirk upon the town; You can hear the groping ferries as they ...
Autunm eats its leaf out of my hand: we are friends. From the nuts we shell time and we teach ...
And here the precious dust is laid; Whose purely-temper'd clay was made So fine that it the guest betray'd. Else ...
On Tiber's banks, Tiber, whose waters glide In slow meanders down to Gaigra's side; And circling all the horrid mountain ...
Recite the loves of Narva and Mored The priest of Chalma's triple idol said. High from the ground the youthful ...
My hands have not touched pleasure since your hands, -- No, -- nor my lips freed laughter since 'farewell', And ...
"What says the sea, little shell? What says the sea? Long has our brother been silent to us, Kept his ...
The day was wet, the rain fell souse Like jars of strawberry jam, a sound was heard in the ...
I can scare children as the Victorians aimed to do even on an August beach tell a fairy tale one ...
The elephant's trunk is for picking up pistachios: no need to bend over. The giraffe's neck is for grazing on ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
Now as an angler melancholy standing Upon a green bank yielding room for landing, A wriggling yellow worm thrust on ...
Comrades, many a year and day Have fled since that glorious 9th of May When we made the charge at ...
Ophelia claims we're dead and gives me back all my Frank Zappa and the Mothers albums. I nearly claw out ...
Methinks in Him there dwells alway A sea of laughter very deep, Where the leviathans leap, And little children play, ...
If thou could'st empty all thyself of self, Like to a shell dishabited, Then might He find thee on the ...
Come, take our boy, and we will go Before our cabin door; The winds shall bring us, as they blow, ...
Slowly up silent peaks, the white edge of the world, Trod four archangels, clear against the unheeding sky, Bearing, with ...
Slowly up silent peaks, the white edge of the world, Trod four archangels, clear against the unheeding sky, Bearing, with ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
When beauty breaks and falls asunder I feel no grief for it, but wonder. When love, like a frail shell, ...
I am a shell. From me you shall not hear The splendid tramplings of insistent drums, The orbed gold of ...
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
A cicada shell; it sang itself utterly away. (Matsuo Basho)
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
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