The Cremona Violin (Amy Lowell Poem)
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Fish "So . . ." they said, With their wine-glasses delicately poised, Mocking at the thing they cannot understand. "So ...
Souls of Poets dead and gone, What Elysium have ye known, Happy field or mossy cavern, Choicer than the Mermaid ...
(a) orihuela-time the sun in orihuela calms the dust and people glide about the streets at ease (problems left indoors ...
THE queen in the lofty hall takes her place, The tapers around her are flaming; She speaks to the page: ...
[Goethe describes this much-admired Poem, which he wrote in honour of his love Lily, as being "designed to change his ...
Up in th' mountain I was a-sitting, With the bird there As my guest, Blithely singing, Blithely springing, And building ...
Sitting on the front porch enjoying a peaceful summer day, Writing down the words that He's given me to say. ...
Feline counselors, therapists Christian cats, ministering to my disquiet helping me study the scripture, between the petting, the purring bringing ...
The windward island, southern end, easterly beach early in the morning, before the hotel stirred pool chairs turned to the ...
God joined us in that intimate space sharing our stories, our beliefs reading the scripture together sipping the tea, laughing ...
Now this was a conversation, as I learned later, that was not in the right place a high school classroom, ...
Sweet, bide with me and let my love Be an enduring tether; Oh, wanton not from spot to spot, But ...
Since the fern can't go to the sink for a drink of water, I graciously submit myself to the task, ...
It was early May, I think a moment of lilac or dogwood when so many promises are made it hardly ...
Purple as tulips in May, mauve into lush velvet, purple as the stain blackberries leave on the lips, on the ...
Lady, your room is lousy with flowers. When you kick me out, that's what I'll remember, Me, sitting here bored ...
We crossed to the other side, the burgee of the boat ceased flapping and lagged behind like a dead wing. ...
Outside the sky is light with stars; There's a hollow roaring from the sea. And, alas! for the little almond ...
When she says Margarita she means Daiquiri. When she says quixotic she means mercurial. And when she says, "I'll never ...
The sky was a midnight blue velvet cloth draping a birdcage and no moon but the breeze was whistling and ...
(1) Caressing my tender breasts, his left hand's on the steering wheel, and his right hand is firmly tucked away ...
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