Thou Shalt Not Kill (Kenneth Rexroth Poems)
A Memorial for Dylan Thomas IThey are murdering all the young men.For half a century now, every day,They have hunted them ...
A Memorial for Dylan Thomas IThey are murdering all the young men.For half a century now, every day,They have hunted them ...
(The Defence of Perushtitsa)O stirring of glory, O sombre sad stirring,Days of proud struggle, O days of adversity!Epic obscure and ...
I DREW it from its china tomb;- It came out feebly scented With some thin ghost of past perfume That ...
NEW YORK, July 20, 1883.DEAR GIRL:The town goes on as thoughIt thought you still were in it;The gilded cage seems ...
A Boston man an ulster had, An ulster with a cape that fluttered: It smacked his face, and made him mad, And polyglot ...
They rode right out of the morning sun--A glimmering, glittering cavalcadeOf knights and ladies and every oneIn princely sheen arrayed;And ...
The race of the season is over ;I've lost and ...
When I led you out, the earth spurted blood and terrorwith every step we took,the greatest good was sudden death,and ...
Proemion.Immeasurable Earth!Through the loud vast and populacy of Heaven,Tempested with gold schools of ponderous orbs,That cleav'st with deep-revolting harmoniesPassage perpetual, ...
On Nungar the mists of the morning hung low,The beetle-browed hills brooded silent and black,Not yet warmed to life by ...
You come along. . . tearing your shirt. . . yelling about Jesus. Where do you ...
Hearken my chant, 'tisAs a Bacchante's,A grape-spurt, a vine-splash, a tossed tress, flown vaunt 'tis!Suffer my singing,Gipsy of Seasons, ere ...
Christopher Davis was up upon Mavis And Sammy MacGregor on Flo, Jo Chauncy rode Spider, the rankest outsider, But HE'D ...
(_By Sir Giles, whom the Witch of Urm leads to Judas Iscariot_) Against a castle moated gloomily by a bitter ...
Now, full of risks is a fireman's lifeThat's why there are not many riskersYou not only have to have nerves ...
'TWIXT ancient Beersheba and Dan Another such a caravan Dazed Palestine had never seen As that which bore Sabea's queen ...
In my dreamI milked a cow,the terrible udderlike a great rubber lilysweated in my fingersand as I yanked,waiting for the ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
In my dream I milked a cow, the terrible udder like a great rubber lily sweated in my fingers and ...
YOU come along. . . tearing your shirt. . . yelling about Jesus. Where do you get that stuff? What ...
He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark, And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey, Legless, sewn short ...
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