A Spider And A Fly (Donald Marquis Poems)
i heard a spiderand a fly arguingwait said the flydo not eat mei serve a great purposein the worldyou will ...
i heard a spiderand a fly arguingwait said the flydo not eat mei serve a great purposein the worldyou will ...
From plains that reel to southward, dim,The road runs by me white and bare;Up the steep hill it seems to ...
How soon the servant sun,(Sir morrow mark),Can time unriddle, and the cupboard stone,(Fog has a boneHe'll trumpet into meat),Unshelve that ...
THE thirsty earth soaks up the rain, And drinks and gapes for drink again; The plants suck in the earth, ...
The night soaks itself along the shore of the river and in Lolita's breasts the branches die of love. The ...
A tree of blood soaks the morningwhere the newborn woman groans.Her voice leaves glass in the woundand on the panes, ...
The night soaks itself along the shore of the river and in Lolita's breasts the branches die of love. The ...
The night attendant, a B.U. sophomore, rouses from the mare's-nest of his drowsy head propped on The Meaning of Meaning. ...
Hot water soaks into her tense body Bouquet of flower, scented candles and a glass of chardonnay Water licks the ...
cold nights on the farm, a sock-shod stove-warmed flatiron slid under the covers, mornings a damascene- sealed bizarrerie of fernwork ...
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
drunk on the dark streets of some city, it's night, you're lost, where's your room? you enter a bar to ...
THE KINGDOM OF MY HEART 1 The halcyon settled on the Aire of our days Kingfisher-blue it broke my heart ...
I AM singing to you Soft as a man with a dead child speaks; Hard as a man in handcuffs, ...
Dew whitens the jade stairs. This late, it soaks her gauze stockings. She lowers her crystal blind to watch the ...
The jewelled steps are already quite white with dew, It is so late that the dew soaks my gauze stockings, ...
The Honorable Ardleigh Wyse Was every fisherman's despair; He caught his fish on floating flies, In fact he caught them ...
I Our brains ache, in the merciless iced east winds that knife us . . . Wearied we keep awake ...
To go home and wear shorts forever in the enormous paddocks, in that warm climate, adding a sweater when winter ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
I have opened the window to warm my hands on the sill Where the sunlight soaks in the stone: the ...
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