Ikon: The Harrowing of Hell (Denise Levertov Poem)
Down through the tomb's inward arch He has shouldered out into Limbo to gather them, dazed, from dreamless slumber: the ...
Down through the tomb's inward arch He has shouldered out into Limbo to gather them, dazed, from dreamless slumber: the ...
Something is very gently, invisibly, silently, pulling at me-a thread or net of threads finer than cobweb and as elastic. ...
Man, is the Sea your master? Sea, and is man your slave? - This is the song of brave men ...
Usually at the helipad I see them stumble-dance across the hot asphalt with crokersacks over their heads, moving toward the ...
After the burial-parties leave And the baffled kites have fled; The wise hyaenas come out at eve To take account ...
The big teetotum twirls, And epochs wax and wane As chance subsides or swirls; But of the loss and gain ...
I was six when I first saw kittens drown. Dan Taggart pitched them, 'the scraggy wee shits', Into a bucket; ...
(i) introduction his home in ruins his parents gone frederick seeks to reclaim his throne to the golden mountain he ...
Uncomfortable the tug of Your calling to leave the pews the congregation safety with these walls to go where we ...
molded, transformed our form taking shape the push, the tug, the calling out the urgings of the potter his will, ...
Smell of rich soil, wet from the drenching rains, weeds yield to my gentle tug beds of shimmering color, the ...
The canoe paddle, cuts through the surface, the skin of the lake, breaking the water's surface stirring the water as ...
So the sermon had a hook, so to speak; no, she hadn't said the sky was green. She said she ...
Rudderless, adrift, no more, no longer buffeted, pulled about by the wind the confusion gone if we but turn toward ...
The trailer heading north ten canoes ready for another adventure. plates on the van from out of state hearing away ...
Sudden epiphany, realization warming of her spirit in the recognition understanding the meaning in the feeling she felt, knowing, she ...
A quiet cold woods, crunch of ice and snow under the snowshoes, hear the ski pole pierce the skin of ...
There were snow flurries in the air today early for my liking, snow flurries coming in small singular spirals, falling ...
They are all so different, so different, age, history, fate's pull on their lives their place in the world they ...
Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain In Dalton that would someday make his fortune. There'd been some Boston people ...
I wonder about the trees. Why do we wish to bear Forever the noise of these More than another noise ...
Would you hear a Wild tale of adventure Of a hero who tackled the sea, A super-man swimming the ocean, ...
I never hear the word "escape" Without a quicker blood, A sudden expectation A flying attitude! I never hear of ...
Going to Him! Happy letter! Tell Him -- Tell Him the page I didn't write -- Tell Him -- I ...
Indescribable--our love--and still we say with eyes averted, turning out the light, "I love you," in the ordinary way and ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
A GUID New-year I wish thee, Maggie! Hae, there's a ripp to thy auld baggie: Tho' thou's howe-backit now, an' ...
SIR, as your mandate did request, I send you here a faithfu' list, O' gudes an' gear, an' a' my ...
Do they dream of past lives and unlived dreams unspeakably human or unimaginably bestial? Do they struggle to catch in ...
Look at them standing there in authority The pale-faces, As if it could have any effect any more. Pale-face authority, ...
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