Backwash Worms (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Have you ever stood in backwash worms? Worms and night crawlers that come to the surface of your yard? when ...
Have you ever stood in backwash worms? Worms and night crawlers that come to the surface of your yard? when ...
A fine line in the sand of import to find balance of equities costs yes, expenses no parsing subtleties of ...
How calm, how beauteous and how cool-- How like a sister to the skies, Appears the broad, transparent pool That ...
Nil mortalibus ardui est Caelum ipsum petimus stultitia Horace FROM Persian looms the silk he wove No Weaver meant should ...
By way of a vanished bridge we cross this river as a cloud of lifted snow would ascend a mountain. ...
Methinks this World is oddly made, And ev'ry thing's amiss, A dull presuming Atheist said, As stretch'd he lay beneath ...
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
Others taught me with having knelt at well-curbs Always wrong to the light, so never seeing Deeper down in the ...
The sky is cloudy, yellowed by the smoke. For view there are the houses opposite Cutting the sky with one ...
I'll tell you the story of Jonah, A really remarkable tale; A peaceful and humdrum existence he had Until one ...
I Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future, And time future contained in time past. ...
In a stable of boats I lie still, From all sleeping children hidden. The leap of a fish from its ...
At first she was sure it was just a bit of dried strawberry juice, or a fleck of her mother's ...
Over the terminal, the arms and chest of the god brightened by snow. Formerly mercury, formerly silver, surface yellowed by ...
Glassmakers, at century's end, compounded metallic lusters in reference to natural sheens (dragonfly and beetle wings, marbled light on kerosene) ...
When I heard he had entered the harbor, and circled the wharf for days, I expected the worst: shallow water, ...
Black granite stretches its harsh, tapering wings up to pedestrian-level grass but sucks me down, here, at the intersection of ...
Nothing's certain. Crossing, on this longest day, the low-tide-uncovered isthmus, scrambling up the scree-slope of what at high tide will ...
My God, how perfect are Thy ways! But mine polluted are; Sin twines itself about my praise, And slides into ...
This Sycamore, oft musical with bees,-- Such tents the Patriarchs loved ! O long unharmed May all its ag?d boughs ...
I am standing on a disused iron bridge that was erected in 1902, according to the iron plaque bolted into ...
I wait for the holiday crowd to clear the beach before stepping onto the first wave. Soon I am walking ...
Today I pass the time reading a favorite haiku, saying the few words over and over. It feels like eating ...
I wonder how it all got started, this business about seeing your life flash before your eyes while you drown, ...
I ask them to take a poem and hold it up to the light like a color slide or press ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
When I think of the many people who privately despise children, I can't say I'm completely shocked, having been one. ...
On a sunny brae, alone I lay One summer afternoon; It was the marriage-time of May With her young lover, ...
To the cities I came in a time of disorder That was ruled by hunger. I sheltered with the people ...
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
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