Deer Print (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A single impression pressed hard, deep into the mud, a deer track surviving the rains, rains that washed, stripped away, ...
A single impression pressed hard, deep into the mud, a deer track surviving the rains, rains that washed, stripped away, ...
I fell in love anew last night. In my driveway, You in your car. Moments after our passion Your face ...
Why was that baleful Creature made, Which seeks our Quiet to invade, And screams ill Omens through the Shade? 'Twas, ...
Lancaster bore him--such a little town, Such a great man. It doesn't see him often Of late years, though he ...
The mountain held the town as in a shadow I saw so much before I slept there once: I noticed ...
Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain In Dalton that would someday make his fortune. There'd been some Boston people ...
"I grant you ample leave To use the hoary formula 'I am' Naming the emptiness where thought is not; But ...
In seventeen hundred, a much hated sultan visited us twice, finally dying of headaches in the south harbor. Ever since, ...
My stepdaughter and I circle round and round. You see, I like the music loud, the speakers throbbing, jam-packing the ...
They did not recognize me in the shadows That suck away my color in this Passport And to them my ...
Empty my Heart, of Thee -- Its single Artery -- Begin, and leave Thee out -- Simply Extinction's Date -- ...
For Margot Snow that fallest from heaven, bear me aloft on thy wings To the domes of the star-girdled Seven, ...
For Margot Snow that fallest from heaven, bear me aloft on thy wings To the domes of the star-girdled Seven, ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
And what is Life? An hour-glass on the run, A mist retreating from the morning sun, A busy, bustling, still-repeated ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman As does the Great River on to the sea and back to the matted hair of Lord ...
The flag that hung half-mast today Seemed animate with being As if it knew for who it flew And will ...
The bells of waiting Advent ring, The Tortoise stove is lit again And lamp-oil light across the night Has caught ...
Death! that struck when I was most confiding In my certain faith of joy to be - Strike again, Time's ...
(A Virginia Legend.) The Planting of the Hemp. Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas (Black is the gap below the ...
Always for the first time Hardly do I know you by sight You return at some hour of the night ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
My youth was nothing but a black storm Crossed now and then by brilliant suns. The thunder and the rain ...
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
ON WHICH THE JEWS WERE FORCED TO ATTEND AN ANNUAL CHRISTIAN SERMON IN ROME. [``Now was come about Holy-Cross Day, ...
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
I. Oh, what a dawn of day! How the March sun feels like May! All is blue again After last ...
That second time they hunted me From hill to plain, from shore to sea, And Austria, hounding far and wide ...
AS on the banks o' wandering Nith, Ae smiling simmer morn I stray'd, And traced its bonie howes and haughs, ...
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