The Kingfisher (Amy Clampitt Poems)
In a year the nightingales were said to be so loud they drowned out slumber, and peafowl strolled screaming beside ...
In a year the nightingales were said to be so loud they drowned out slumber, and peafowl strolled screaming beside ...
There are mottoes on the family crests of EnglandSince the Conqueror blew his conk upon our shoresIt's grand to have ...
3"Sic transit gloria mundi," "How doth the busy bee,""Dum vivimus vivamus," I stay mine enemy!Oh "veni, vidi, vici!" Oh caput ...
She faded, O, she faded!And the roses fled her cheek,And her voice, that caroled like a bird's,Grew tremulous and weak!Her ...
As an American traveler I have to remember not to get actionably mad about the way things are around here. ...
I love all sights of earth and skies, From flowers that glow to stars that shine; The comet and the ...
They hail me as one living, But don't they know That I have died of late years, Untombed although? I ...
When I think of you, our friendship so deep, so rich in the moments, when we saw each other daily, ...
I Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to ...
Over the terminal, the arms and chest of the god brightened by snow. Formerly mercury, formerly silver, surface yellowed by ...
The Love a Life can show Below Is but a filament, I know, Of that diviner thing That faints upon ...
The joy that has no stem no core, Nor seed that we can sow, Is edible to longing. But ablative ...
"Sic transit gloria mundi," "How doth the busy bee," "Dum vivimus vivamus," I stay mine enemy! Oh "veni, vidi, vici!" ...
Listen, ladies, while I sing The ballad of John Henry King. John Henry was a bachelor, His age was thirty-three ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
the words have come and gone, I sit ill. the phone rings, the cats sleep. Linda vacuums. I am waiting ...
He was the sort of man who wouldn't hurt a fly. Many flies are now alive while he is not. ...
at the track today, Father's Day, each paid admission was entitled to a wallet and each contained a little surprise. ...
'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound' Said Ida; 'let us ...
Do you remember once, in Paris of glad faces, The night we wandered off under the third moon's rays And, ...
"the cure of souls." Henry James The radiant soda of the seashore fashions Fun, foam and freedom. The sea laves ...
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