Neruda’s Hat (Kelli Russell Agodon Poems)
Neruda's Hat On a day when weather stole every breeze, Pablo told her he kept bits of his poems tucked ...
Neruda's Hat On a day when weather stole every breeze, Pablo told her he kept bits of his poems tucked ...
alas our good kaspar is dead. who will bury a burning flag in the wings of the clouds who will ...
He thinks her little feet should pass Where dandelions star thickly grass; Her hands should lift in sunlit air Sea-wind ...
No, I shall not say why it is that I love you- Why do you ask me, save for vanity? ...
He, in the room above, grown old and tired, She, in the room below-his floor her ceiling- Pursue their separate ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
The half-shut doors through which we heard that music Are softly closed. Horns mutter down to silence. The stars whirl ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
She turned her head on the pillow, and cried once more. And drawing a shaken breath, and closing her eyes, ...
Two lovers, here at the corner, by the steeple, Two lovers blow together like music blowing: And the crowd dissolves ...
Midnight; bells toll, and along the cloud-high towers The golden lights go out . . . The yellow windows darken, ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
from Senlin: A Biography It is moonlight. Alone in the silence I ascend my stairs once more, While waves, remote ...
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
I. Moonlight silvers the tops of trees, Moonlight whitens the lilac shadowed wall And through the evening fall, Clearly, as ...
from Senlin: A Biography It is morning, Senlin says, and in the morning When the light drips through the shutters ...
Nimbus clouds erasing stars above Lamoni. Jaundiced lights. Silos. Loose dogs. Cows whose stench infuses the handful of homes, whose ...
These little Songs, Found here and there, Floating in air By forest and lea, Or hill-side heather, In houses and ...
O Love! thou makest all things even In earth or heaven; Finding thy way through prison-bars Up to the stars; ...
Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me: Still all my ...
BALKIS was in her marble town, And shadow over the world came down. Whiteness of walls, towers and piers, That ...
O Love! thou makest all things even In earth or heaven; Finding thy way through prison-bars Up to the stars; ...
WHAT thing shall be held up to woman's beauty? Where are the bounds of it? Yea, what is all The ...
We are thine, O Love, being in thee and made of thee, As théou, Léove, were the déep thought And ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
I Like a gondola of green scented fruits Drifting along the dark canals of Venice, You, O exquisite one, Have ...
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura ch? la diritta via era smarrita . ...
The moonlight fades from flower and rose And the stars dim one by one; The tale is told, the song ...
1) An individual spider web identifies a species: an order of instinct prevails through all accidents of circumstance, though possibility ...
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