To The Birds (Peter McArthur Poems)
HOW dare you sing such cheerful notes? You show a woful lack of taste;How dare you pour from happy throats Such merry ...
HOW dare you sing such cheerful notes? You show a woful lack of taste;How dare you pour from happy throats Such merry ...
I stopped to call a taxi in the heart of Babylon.At the pavement's edge I stood - the traffic writhing ...
Construction sets a mighty maypole upCloud-touching tip, base held in granite cup.Instead of romping girls and shouting boys,Damned drilling din ...
It is true that the rivers went nosing like swine,Tugging at banks, until they seemedBland belly-sounds in somnolent troughs,That the ...
THE round world glows in its green and rose, And the full buds burst to bloom: The earth is ours ...
'The witches' device for the equitable distributionof the liquor consisted in the constructionof tens of thousands of stopcocks and bungswhich ...
Let penny-a-liners columns pour Of turgid efflorescence, Describe in language that would floor Our Cayleys, Rouths, and Besants, ...
DO not crave sure ease - to quaffClear crystal cups abrim with wine,When lips are fain to mock and laughAnd ...
Oh, Poesy! exquisite gift,Thou art a magnet that shall liftMy gold from out the drossy rift.Thou art my soul's refulgent ...
Should painter attach to a fair human head The thick, turgid neck of a stallion,Or depict a spruce lass with ...
SOMETIMES my words wing with ease Much the same as the singing trees, Words and phrases formed complete, Empty, passionless ...
I think I will learn some beautiful language, useless for commercialPurposes, work hard at that.I think I will learn the ...
An Epithaliamium So Man, grown vigorous now, Holds himself ripe to breed, Daily devises how To ejaculate his seed And ...
Chartreuse blooms, living for a week at most maple trees lining Maple Street little bells, like green lilies of the ...
Huge droplets explode in the puddles small lakes in the uneven surface craters in the alley, rivulets connecting them giant ...
When I close my eyes I cannot reconstruct your face but the three-dimensional solidity or you bursts through the tissues ...
Sisely Walked so nicely With footsteps so discreet To see her pass You'd never guess She walked upon the street. ...
If heaven loved not the wine, A Wine Star would not be in heaven; If earth loved not the wine, ...
Edna St. Vincent Millay - Intention To Escape From Him I think I will learn some beautiful language, useless for ...
Had I but known yesterday, Helen, you could discharge the ache Out of the cloud; Had I known yesterday you ...
A big bud of moon hangs out of the twilight, Star-spiders spinning their thread Hang high suspended, withouten respite Watching ...
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