The Immaculate Conception (Abram Joseph Ryan Poems)
Fell the snow on the festival's vigil And surpliced the city in white;I wonder who wove the pure flakelets? Ask ...
Fell the snow on the festival's vigil And surpliced the city in white;I wonder who wove the pure flakelets? Ask ...
Long time beside the squatter's gate A great grey Box-Tree, early, late, Or shine or rain, in silence there Had ...
O beautiful bright world! for ever young, And now with Wisdom grafted on thy Spring, Why do they slander thee ...
Ow! Wow! Wow!(Funeral note sustained by flutes, suggesting a long-bodied, short-legged, large-headed dog in anguish.)Ow! Wow!We are the people who ...
O man with a Position, prithee tell,How is't you mould your sal'ried life so well;Holding in lofty scorn that lowly ...
Written in an Album.Pure faced page! waiting so long To welcome my muse and me;Fold to thy breast, like a ...
Three fishermen sat by the side Of the many toned popular stream,That rolled with its heavy proud tide, ...
I walk the old frequented ways That wind around the tangled braes, I live again ...
YESTERDAY was St. Valentine. Thought you at all, dear dove divine, Upon the beard in sorry trim And rueful countenance ...
BACK from old England, in whose courts he stoodForemost to knit by act and word the bandBetween the daughter and ...
Gone! and they return no more, But they leave a light in the heart;The murmur of waves that kiss a ...
I How the slates of the roof sparkle in the sun, over there, over there, beyond the high wall! How ...
AS evening shaped I found me on a moor Which sight could scarce sustain: The black lean land, of featureless ...
you may not be willing to notice me i have an awkward sense of myself ...
Something corrosive when we are walled-off from our neighbors when the sameness defines our sense of community All of us ...
His body toned, thin like a runner short, tank top good running shoes coming toward me through the village passing ...
She was running this morning early Sunday morning while we drove by on the way to church black top, black ...
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
What is the song the stars sing? (And a million songs are as song of one) This is the song ...
I Partly to think, more to be left alone, George Annandale said something to his friends- A word or two, ...
"What should such fellows as I do, Crawling between earth and heaven?" Here is the phial; here I turn the ...
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