Essay on Psychiatrists (Robert Pinsky Poems)
I. InvocationIt's crazy to think one could describe them-Calling on reason, fantasy, memory, eves and ears-As though they were all ...
I. InvocationIt's crazy to think one could describe them-Calling on reason, fantasy, memory, eves and ears-As though they were all ...
You think it is a sorry thing That I am blind. Your pitying Is welcome to me; yet indeed, I think I have but ...
A Child-World, yet a wondrous world no less,To those who knew its boundless happiness.A simple old frame house--eight rooms in ...
Pompeii! city of the dead,-entombed Two thousand years in clouds of ashes,-still Remains to tell of long forgotten times, When ...
Spring is the time when the sunshine is stealing And breaking through clouds o'er a landscape of green, Awakening new ...
IN the night, when the sea-winds take the city in their arms, And cool the loud streets that kept their ...
"How sweetly," said the trembling maid, Of her own gentle voice afraid, So long had they in silence stood, Looking ...
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