After Prayers, Lie Cold (C. S. Lewis Poem)
Arise my body, my small body, we have striven Enough, and He is merciful; we are forgiven. Arise small body, ...
Arise my body, my small body, we have striven Enough, and He is merciful; we are forgiven. Arise small body, ...
My wife and I have asked a crowd of craps To come and waste their time and ours: perhaps You'd ...
Oh, light was the world that he weighed in his hands! Oh, heavy the tale of his fiefs and his ...
The rain and the wind, the wind and the rain -- They are with us like a disease: They worry ...
Once in the wind of morning I ranged the thymy wold; The world-wide air was azure And all the brooks ...
I awoke in the Midsummer not to call night, in the white and the walk of the morning: The moon, ...
When you plunged The light of Tuscany wavered And swung through the pool From top to bottom. I loved your ...
Good Father!. 'Twas an eve in middle June, And war was waged anew By great Napoleon, who for years had ...
I The thick lids of Night closed upon me Alone at the Bill Of the Isle by the Race {1} ...
When three, he fished these lakes, Curled sleeping on a lip of rock, Crib blankets tucked from ants and fishbone ...
Here at the spoke-ends of our galaxy it is easy to forget the central axle moving insensibly slow, still the ...
I have been spiritually poisoned by the unclean, in ignorance blessed their springs. In consequence I withered and drifted down ...
See how her hair has thinned: it does not seem / like hair at all, but like the airy moult ...
Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing. (Matsuo Basho)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
When roaring gloom surged inward and you cried, Groping for friendly hands, and clutched, and died, Like racing smoke, swift ...
Give him the darkest inch your shelf allows, Hide him in lonely garrets, if you will,- But his hard, human ...
When reeds are dead and a straw to thatch the marshes, And feathered pampas-grass rides into the wind Like aged ...
ALL day they loitered by the resting ships, Telling their beauties over, taking stock; At night the verdict left my ...
--The Carpathian Frontier, October, 1968 --for my brother Once, in a foreign country, I was suddenly ill. I was driving ...
Round clouds roll in the arms of the wind, The round earth rolls in a clasp of blue sky, And ...
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