Part 5 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
MADONNA, mistress, I would build for thee An altar deep in the sad soul of me; And in the darkest ...
When, by decree of the supreme power, The Poet appears in this annoyed world, His mother, blasphemous out of horror ...
SOFTLY as brown-eyed Angels rove I will return to thy alcove, And glide upon the night to thee, Treading the ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
That second time they hunted me From hill to plain, from shore to sea, And Austria, hounding far and wide ...
I don't know man trust is a precious thing a kind of humility Offer it to a snake and get ...
See, as the carver carves a rose, A wing, a toad, a serpent's eye, In cruel granite, to disclose The ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
You'll rejoice at how many kinds of shit there are: gosling shit (which J. Williams said something was as green ...
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
Once a great love cut my life in two. The first part goes on twisting at some other place like ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the ...
hooray say the roses, today is blamesday and we are red as blood. hooray say the roses, today is Wednesday ...
There are sketches on the walls of men and women and ducks, and outside a large green bus swerves through ...
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