The Red Lacquer Music-Stand (Amy Lowell Poem)
A music-stand of crimson lacquer, long since brought In some fast clipper-ship from China, quaintly wrought With bossed and carven ...
A music-stand of crimson lacquer, long since brought In some fast clipper-ship from China, quaintly wrought With bossed and carven ...
The tree of knowledge was the tree of reason. That's why the taste of it drove us from Eden. That ...
Those groans men use passing a woman on the street or on the steps of the subway to tell her ...
All summer I heard them rustling in the shrubbery, outracing me from tier to tier in my garden, a whisper ...
The lad came to the door at night, When lovers crown their vows, And whistled soft and out of sight ...
'My father still reads the dictionary every day. He says your life depends on your power to master words.' Arthur ...
Ah, Posthumus! our years hence fly And leave no sound: nor piety, Or prayers, or vow Can keep the wrinkle ...
Scobble for whoredom whips his wife and cries He'll slit her nose; but blubbering she replies, "Good sir, make no ...
O epic-famed, god-haunted Central Sea, Heave careless of the deep wrong done to thee When from Torino's track I saw ...
A slit cut through gray, layered bunting morning sky Yellow light and white light Sol walking, pushing, stepping through a ...
A slit cut through gray, layered bunting morning sky Yellow light and white light pushing, stepping through knee-high curtain, left ...
A blackbird lands A good beer-barrel A man sits in a cave knitting A theatre in Copenhagen Abask the sea-wall ...
The barber has accidentally taken off an ear. It lies like something newborn on the floor in a nest of ...
The Trees like Tassels -- hit -- and swung -- There seemed to rise a Tune From Miniature Creatures Accompanying ...
The Brain, within its Groove Runs evenly -- and true -- But let a Splinter swerve -- 'Twere easier for ...
It struck me -- every Day -- The Lightning was as new As if the Cloud that instant slit And ...
Sinuously winding through the room On smokey tongues of sweetened cigarettes, -- Plaintive yet proud the cello tones resume The ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Doors were left open in heaven again: drafts wheeze, clouds wrap their ripped pages around roofs and trees. Like wet ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
There is an eye, there was a slit. Nights walk, and confer on him fear. The strangler tree, the dancing ...
Rudolph Reed was oaken. His wife was oaken too. And his two good girls and his good little man Oakened ...
Who are these people at the bridge to meet me? They are the villagers---- The rector, the midwife, the sexton, ...
From bristly foliage you fell complete, polished wood, gleaming mahogany, as perfect as a violin newly born of the treetops, ...
Frost apple on a knotted whirling bough of dark becoming where it cannot be. So much both for the soil ...
In the taxi alone, home from the airport, I could not believe you were gone. My palm kept creeping over ...
These be two Countrywomen. What a size! Grand big arms And round red faces; Big substantial Sit-down-places; Great big bosoms ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
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