Loveless (Leigh Gordon Giltner Poems)
As some poor starveling at a palace gate Sees curtained gleams from banquet-litten halls,Hears song out-ringing from the festal walls, Scents viands ...
As some poor starveling at a palace gate Sees curtained gleams from banquet-litten halls,Hears song out-ringing from the festal walls, Scents viands ...
PREGNANT again with th' old twins, Hope and Fear,Oft have I asked for thee, both how and whereThou wert ; ...
High on a gorgeous seat, that far out-shoneHenley's gilt tub, or Flecknoe's Irish throne,Or that where on her Curlls the ...
"This is her diary. Come with me to viewThe canyon; think you see it as of oldWhen Martha lived, and ...
The earth smells dank, the weeds grow rank, The cold ...
ALAN had preached his sermon--grave, devout, Yet full of lightnings and electric shocks For tender souls who reckoned even doubt ...
DOST long for sunrise?--quench the vain desire, And bar thy window 'gainst the eastern fire. Thy fathers dwelt content in ...
It dawned a morn to make a heart despair, East was the wind and chill the April air. No beast ...
The organ peals through pictured panes that etch strange patterns on the grass,A thorned head shadowed on the flags, beneath ...
Give us this day our daily bread! O prayer By Jesus taught, thou hast become a cry ...
THIS tree, here fall'n, no common birth or deathShared with its kind. The world's enfranchised son,Who found the trees of ...
February, bitter February,Month of hope withheld and promise vain,Drenching, under fickle smiles, the unwaryEarth with devastating rain.Ere the limes with ...
Each day another soldier in the van, Each day a new young worker in the fields, And every day more ...
Rhyme, the rack of finest wits, That expresseth but by fits True conceit, Spoiling senses of their treasure, Cozening judgment ...
At home, in my flannel gown, like a bear to its floe, I clambered to bed; up the globe's impossible ...
Cupid, I hate thee, which I'd have thee know; A naked starveling ever may'st thou be. Poor rogue, go pawn ...
I Once, when a boy, I killed a cat. I guess it's just because of that A cat evokes my ...
I I doubt if ten men in all Tilbury Town Had ever shaken hands with Captain Craig, Or called him ...
Coffee and cigarettes in a clean cafe, forsythia lit like a damp match against a thundery sky drunk on its ...
"What should such fellows as I do, Crawling between earth and heaven?" Here is the phial; here I turn the ...
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