Daybreak (Galway Kinnell Poem)
On the tidal mud, just before sunset, dozens of starfishes were creeping. It was as though the mud were a ...
On the tidal mud, just before sunset, dozens of starfishes were creeping. It was as though the mud were a ...
In a solitude of the sea Deep from human vanity, And the Pride of Life that planned her, stilly couches ...
(Lines on the loss of the "Titanic") I In a solitude of the sea Deep from human vanity, And the ...
May today be a start a beginning, with love a flood, a tidal wave on overflowing of love hope for ...
The flats, tidal, far from shore, reeds, grasses, rushes morphing from green golden tan, brown the week before autumn officially ...
There's a breathless hush on the freeway tonight Beyond the ledges of concrete restaurants fall into dreams with candlelight couples ...
Blood has been harder to dam back than water. Just when we think we have it impounded safe Behind new ...
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
So like a flower and a current of air the flow of water fleeting shadows the smile glimpsed at midnight ...
Glassmakers, at century's end, compounded metallic lusters in reference to natural sheens (dragonfly and beetle wings, marbled light on kerosene) ...
Children of the elemental mother, Born upon some lonely island shore Where the wrinkled ripples run and whisper, Where the ...
I suppose you could call me heartless as a dull anvil clanking in a sodden barn, the damp wood too ...
It's coming through a hole in the air, from those nights in Tiananmen Square. It's coming from the feel that ...
The state with the prettiest name, the state that floats in brackish water, held together by mangrave roots that bear ...
The photographic chamber of the eye records bare painted walls, while an electric light lays the chromium nerves of plumbing ...
A Poem for Three Voices Setting: A Maternity Ward and round about FIRST VOICE: I am slow as the world. ...
Beautiful new railway bridge of the Silvery Tay, With your strong brick piers and buttresses in so grand array, And ...
Beautiful town of Montrose, I will now commence my lay, And I will write in praise of thee without dismay, ...
Beautiful town of Montrose, I will now commence my lay, And I will write in praise of thee without dismay, ...
Beautiful Railway Bridge of the Silvery Tay! With your numerous arches and pillars in so grand array And your central ...
Far-fetched with tales of other worlds and ways, My skin well-oiled with wines of the Levant, I set my face ...
Seven years ago I went into the High Sierras stunned by the desire to die. For hours I stared into ...
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