Irony (Amy Lowell Poem)
An arid daylight shines along the beach Dried to a grey monotony of tone, And stranded jelly-fish melt soft upon ...
An arid daylight shines along the beach Dried to a grey monotony of tone, And stranded jelly-fish melt soft upon ...
In Ocean's wide domains, Half buried in the sands, Lie skeletons in chains, With shackled feet and hands. Beyond the ...
He climbed to the top of one of those million white pines set out across the emptying pastures of the ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
No matter that my heart sinks, sighs, with the weight of skeletons- paths I forgot to follow have slowly sealed ...
A dying firelight slides along the quirt Of the cast iron cowboy where he leans Against my father's books. The ...
Sometimes I wish I were still out on the back porch, drinking jet fuel with the boys, getting louder and ...
I -- A Pleasant Afternoon for Michael Brownstein and Dick Gallup One day 3 poets and 60 ears sat under ...
Millions of babies watching the skies Bellies swollen, with big round eyes On Jessore Road--long bamboo huts Noplace to shit ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
Round the giant spruce trees, at the back of the yard amber casings shining in the morning sun their skeletons ...
Skeletons, transparent leaves of last season, still hanging on the maple's branches soon to fall to earth as buds burst ...
Nothing so much as a beautiful exposed skeleton, standing tall, all erect so were the stately trees, going down the ...
So like a flower and a current of air the flow of water fleeting shadows the smile glimpsed at midnight ...
Thou youngest virgin-daughter of the skies, Made in the last promotion of the Blest; Whose palms, new pluck'd from Paradise, ...
To the Pious Memory of the Accomplished Young Lady, Mrs Anne Killigrew, Excellent in the Two Sister-arts of Poesy and ...
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
All worldly shapes shall melt in gloom, The Sun himself must die, Before this mortal shall assume Its Immortality! I ...
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
CARRYING bouquet, and handkerchief, and gloves, Proud of her height as when she lived, she moves With all the careless ...
The state with the prettiest name, the state that floats in brackish water, held together by mangrave roots that bear ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
Here was a place where none would ever come For shelter, save as we did from the rain. We saw ...
In memory of Dimitri Mitropoulos The harpist believes there is music in the skeletons of fish The French horn player ...
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