Ah Ling, The Leper (Edward George Dyson Poems)
UP a dark and fetid alley, where the offal and the slimeOf a brave and blusterous city met its misery ...
UP a dark and fetid alley, where the offal and the slimeOf a brave and blusterous city met its misery ...
Once I heard a Hobo, singing by the tie-trail,Squatting by the red rail rusty with the dew:Singing of the firelight, ...
On the Sunday morning mustered,Yarning at our ease;Buggies, traps and jinkers clusteredUnderneath the trees,Horses tethered to the fences;Thus we hold ...
Curtains drawn back, the door ajar.All winter long, it seemed, a darkeningBegan. But now the moonlight and the odors of ...
They pass through the great iron gates -Men with eyes gravely discerning,Skilled to appraise the tunnage of cranesOr split an ...
Out of the night you burn, Manhattan,In a vesture of gold -Span of innumerable arcs,Flaring and multiplying -Gold at the ...
(Kamo-no-Chomei, born at Kamo 1154, died at Toyama on Mount Hino, 24th June 1216) Swirl sleeping in the waterfall! On ...
ADVIS m'est que j'oy regreterLa belle qui fut h?aulmiere,Soy jeune fille soushaicterEt parler en telle maniere:'Ha! viellesse felonne et fiere,Pourquoi ...
I Thus, ever, towards the azure nightWhere there quivers a topaz sea,Will function in your evening lightThe Lilies, those clysters ...
ENGLAND seems full of graves to me,Full of graves.Women I loved and cherished, like my mother;Yet I had to tell ...
Squatting up in Queensland, is a great mistake I guess;If you ask if I'm a squatter, I can truly answer ...
In the old raftered loftWhere the winds blowLike thin querulous voicesOut of long ago,And the cobwebs swayTo and fro, to ...
Against a flawless autumn skyA crimson dragonfly is taking flightAs I am standing in a meadowNothing in the waning evening ...
Shiny record albums scattered over the living room floor, reflecting light from the lamp, sharp reflections that hurt my eyes ...
I approach with such a careful tremor, always I feel the finally foolish question of how it is, then, supposed ...
In the desert I saw a creature, naked, bestial, Who, squatting upon the ground, Held his heart in his hands, ...
This is the one song everyone would like to learn: the song that is irresistible: the song that forces men ...
In the thin classroom, where your face was noble and your words were all things, I find this boily creature ...
the quality of being complete; unbroken condition; entirety ~ Webster A wild patience has taken me this far as if ...
AS I went walking up and down to take the evening air, (Sweet to meet upon the street, why must ...
Well: Death is a huge omnivorous Toad Grim squatting on a twilight road. He catcheth all that Circumstance Hath tossed ...
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