Sword Blades and Poppy Seed (Amy Lowell Poem)
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
Come to Sunny Prestatyn Laughed the girl on the poster, Kneeling up on the sand In tautened white satin. Behind ...
My mother never forgave my father for killing himself, especially at such an awkward time and in a public park, ...
Seventy years ago my mother labored to bear me, A twelve-pound baby with a big head, Her first, it was ...
Despite the noon sun shimmering on Court Street, each day I leave my desk, and window-shop, waste time, and use ...
As a child, they could not keep me from wells And old pumps with buckets and windlasses. I loved the ...
Drinking my tea Without sugar- No difference. The sparrow shits upside down --ah! my brain & eggs Mayan head in ...
On young Albert Ramsbottom's birthday His parents asked what he'd like most; He said to see t' Tower of London ...
My neighbor was a biker, a pusher, a dog and wife beater. In bad dreams I killed him and once, ...
I Before I grew this spacesuit I was trim. I saw it in a doctor's report: "The subject is an ...
When I think of the many people who privately despise children, I can't say I'm completely shocked, having been one. ...
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
George was lying in his trailer, flat on his back, watching a small portable T.V. His dinner dishes were undone, ...
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
I stood beside the silken rope, Five dollars in my hand, And waited in my patient hope To sit anear ...
In Saginaw, in Saginaw, The wind blows up your feet, When the ladies' guild puts on a feed, There's beans ...
Love set you going like a fat gold watch. The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry Took its ...
it came today to visit and moved into the house it was smaller than an elephant but larger than a ...
'Twas in the village of Ruily there lived a bonnie lass With red, pouting lips which few lasses could surpass, ...
"He could not forget that he was a Sidney." Is this Sir Philip Sidney, this ...
The sun came up before breakfast, perfectly round and yellow, and we dressed in the soft light and shook out ...
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