Frank Little At Calvary (Lola Ridge Poems)
IHe walked under the shadow of the HillWhere men are fed into the firesAnd walled apart…Unarmed and alone,He summoned his ...
IHe walked under the shadow of the HillWhere men are fed into the firesAnd walled apart…Unarmed and alone,He summoned his ...
The Venus Fly Trap(1) A Beautiful Plant!Its dark green leaves form a low symmetrical rosette. Each leaf is tipped with ...
I shout love in a blizzard'sscarf of curling cold,for my heart's a furred sharp-toothed thingthat rushes out whimperingwhen pain cries ...
Cut loose a hundred rivers,Roaring across my trail,Swift as the lightning quivers,Loud as a mountain gale.I build me a board ...
Spring blows her fruitful breath, and swiftly curls Her vaporous blessing over hill and lea; With naked arms the fair ...
When our moggy brings in moths, she squeaks through the kitchen, tips between her teeth, and scoots upstairs to scuff ...
My daughter raises the smooth brass kaleidoscope and watches as coloured glass slivers conspire together. New worlds create themselves before ...
the winding wye curls into my senses feliniously there's no such word but no such river merely exists where this ...
Little colored crystals transparent liquid glass little slivers of ice tickling the back of her throat The juice in the ...
1 WEAPON, shapely, naked, wan! Head from the mother's bowels drawn! Wooded flesh and metal bone! limb only one, and ...
we walk through a calligraphy of hats slicing off foreheads ace-deuce cocked, they slant, razor sharp, clean through imagination, our ...
ice sheets sweep this slick mirrored dark place space as keys that turn in tight, trigger pain of situations where ...
--The Carpathian Frontier, October, 1968 --for my brother Once, in a foreign country, I was suddenly ill. I was driving ...
Filaments of light slant like windswept rain. The orange seller hawks into the sky, a man with a hat stops ...
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