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 ...
HERMANN.THEN when into the room the well-built son made his entry,Straightway with piercing glances the minister eyed him intently,And with ...
THE APOLOGY.Quoth the cedar to the reeds and rushes, “Water-grass, you know not what I do;Know not of my storms, nor ...
The July house was an old, old house, With an old, old man inside, Who told them stories of other days, Stories of ...
'Where are you going with your horse and bike, And the townsfolk still at rest?Where are you going, with your swag ...
FOOLS can parrot-cry the prophet when the proof is close at hand,And the blind can see the danger when the ...
It was silent in the street.I did not know until a woman told me,Sobbing over the muslin she sold me.Then ...
'TWAS the glowing log of a picnic fire where a red light should not be,Or the curtained glow of a ...
To Mrs. E.C. Morrieson'Twas not chance but deep design,Tho' of whom I can't divineMade the courtly Valentine(Corpulent saint and bishop)Such ...
SING us a song in this cynical age, Sing us a song, my friend,While the Flesh and the Devil are all ...
Have you heard the story that gossips tell Of Burns of Gettysburg?-No? Ah, well, Brief is the glory that hero ...
Mr Blades, the butcher, was a large and beefy man,"Best him at a cattle deal," 'twas said, "no other can.' ...
When Rody came to Ironbark, there spread a hectic glowaround the little township - a dozen years ago,and the townsfolk ...
Mr Mead, the printer -- so the townsfolk called him; But never in his presence since his reign began;Such a ...
Fierce on the wheat-sown Mallee plain The ruthless summer suns burned down,And dust-storms, heralding the rain,Swept thro' the street and ...
From wilderness remote he breaksWith stealthy springing tread;The little town a moment takes A glimpse of times long dead.He scorns ...
Once, after long-drawn revel at The Mermaid, He to the overbearing Boanerges Jonson, uttered (if half of it were liquor, ...
By Corporal Tullidge. See "The Trumpet-Major" In Memory of S. C. (Pensioner). Died 184- WE trenched, we trumpeted and drummed, ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
I had written him a letter which I had, for want of better Knowledge, sent to where I met him ...
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