Here I Am … (Charles Bukowski Poem)
drunk again at 3 a.m. at the end of my 2nd bottle of wine, I have typed from a dozen ...
drunk again at 3 a.m. at the end of my 2nd bottle of wine, I have typed from a dozen ...
About the size of an old-style dollar bill, American or Canadian, mostly the same whites, gray greens, and steel grays ...
At low tide like this how sheer the water is. White, crumbling ribs of marl protrude and ...
From narrow provinces of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides where the bay leaves the sea ...
After the movie, when the lights come up, He takes her powdered hand behind the wings; She, all in yellow, ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
Doleful was the land, Dull on, every side, Neither soft n'or grand, Barren, bleak, and wide; Nothing look'd with love; ...
I thought it was the little bed I slept in long ago; A straight white curtain at the head, And ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
Lo giorno se n'andava, e l'aere bruno toglieva li animai che sono in terra da le fatiche loro; e io ...
1) An individual spider web identifies a species: an order of instinct prevails through all accidents of circumstance, though possibility ...
You mustn't show weakness and you've got to have a tan. But sometimes I feel like the thin veils of ...
God knows it, I am with you. If to prize Those virtues, priz'd and practis'd by too few, But priz'd, ...
Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused With rain, where thick the crocus blows, Past the dark forges long disused, The mule-track from ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
I ask not that my bed of death From bands of greedy heirs be free; For these besiege the latest ...
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size But when ...
MY lord, I know your noble ear Woe ne'er assails in vain; Embolden'd thus, I beg you'll hear Your humble ...
NOW westlin winds and slaught'ring guns Bring Autumn's pleasant weather; The moorcock springs on whirring wings Amang the blooming heather: ...
SWEET flow'ret, pledge o' meikle love, And ward o' mony a prayer, What heart o' stane wad thou na move, ...
NAE gentle dames, tho' e'er sae fair, Shall ever be my muse's care: Their titles a' arc empty show; Gie ...
O THOU dread Power, who reign'st above, I know thou wilt me hear, When for this scene of peace and ...
NO Spartan tube, no Attic shell, No lyre Æolian I awake; 'Tis liberty's bold note I swell, Thy harp, Columbia, ...
THOU flatt'ring mark of friendship kind, Still may thy pages call to mind The dear, the beauteous donor; Tho' sweetly ...
IS there for honest Poverty That hings his head, an' a' that; The coward slave-we pass him by, We dare ...
O THOU, who in the heavens does dwell, Who, as it pleases best Thysel', Sends ane to heaven an' ten ...
WHEN biting Boreas, fell and dour, Sharp shivers thro' the leafless bow'r; When Phoebus gies a short-liv'd glow'r, Far south ...
ONE Queen Artemisia, as old stories tell, When deprived of her husband she loved so well, In respect for the ...
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...
THERE was three kings into the east, Three kings both great and high, And they hae sworn a solemn oath ...
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