Community Garden (Laure-Anne Bosselaar Poem)
I watch the man bend over his patch, a fat gunny sack at his feet. He combs the earth with ...
I watch the man bend over his patch, a fat gunny sack at his feet. He combs the earth with ...
We used to picnic where the thrift Grew deep and tufted to the edge; We saw the yellow foam flakes ...
Ophelia puked hourly dawn till dusk, retching mucous slobber, then spewing air. Scum that I am, I never stopped thinking ...
I've known the pleasures of being fired at least eleven times- most notably by Larry who found my snood unsuitable, ...
Writing from Boston, where sky is simply property, a flourish topping crowds of condos and historic real estate, I'm trying ...
A fine and subtle spirit dwells In every little flower, Each one its own sweet feeling breathes With more or ...
A fine and subtle spirit dwells In every little flower, Each one its own sweet feeling breathes With more or ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
How should I know? The enormous wheels of will Drove me cold-eyed on tired and sleepless feet. Night was void ...
(A Virginia Legend.) The Planting of the Hemp. Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas (Black is the gap below the ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
(Translated from the French by Edouard Rodti) My wife with the hair of a wood fire With the thoughts of ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
An apple arc'd toward Kleitos; whose great King wroth & of wine did study where his sword, sneaked away, might ...
Westward, hit a low note, for a roarer lost across the Sound but north from Bremerton, hit a way down ...
THUS the Mayne glideth Where my Love abideth; Sleep 's no softer: it proceeds On through lawns, on through meads, ...
Christ God who savest man, save most Of men Count Gismond who saved me! Count Gauthier, when he chose his ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
SHORTLY AFTER THE REVIVAL OF LEARNING IN EUROPE. Let us begin and carry up this corpse, Singing together. Leave we ...
That second time they hunted me From hill to plain, from shore to sea, And Austria, hounding far and wide ...
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; "Good speed!" cried ...
Fear death?-to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts ...
The rain set early in tonight, The sullen wind was soon awake, It tore the elm-tops down for spite, And ...
That's my last duchess painted on the wall, Looking as if she were alive. I call That piece a wonder, ...
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