Dream Song 116: Through the forest, followed, Henry made his silky way (John Berryman Poems)
Through the forest, followed, Henry made his silky way,No chickadee was troubled, small moss smiledon his swift passage.But there were ...
Through the forest, followed, Henry made his silky way,No chickadee was troubled, small moss smiledon his swift passage.But there were ...
The blazing rays of sunshine, little by little, condense; and the South Wind, with its swirls of dust, returns and ...
As I sat in the Caf? I said to myself,They may talk as they please about what they call pelf,They ...
If ever the time comes for me to dieTake a white birchwood table out there to the river,Set it up ...
B. SMITH would most undoubtedly be very, very crossIf some rude person called him Jap, and yet, I'm at a ...
O hapless day! O wretched day! I hoped you'd pass me by—Alas, the years have sneaked away And all is ...
Girls!You with the bobbed hair or Mary Pickford curls,Likewise you others Who still adopt the hair-dressing style, That makes the ...
My valiant helper, a small-sized tigerSleeps sweetly on my desk, by the computer,Unaware that you insult his tribe.Cats play with ...
THERE'S a joy without canker or cark, There 's a pleasure eternally new, 'T is to gloat on the glaze ...
'He has robbed two clubs. The judge at SalisburyCan't give him more than he undoubtedlyDeserves. The scoundrel! Look at his ...
The trees along this city street Save for the traffic and the trains, Would make a sound as thin and ...
professor piebald (the oldest man in the home) was meek at the same time ribald he clothed his matter (so ...
O hapless day! O wretched day! I hoped you'd pass me by-- Alas, the years have sneaked away And all ...
Far from me and like the stars, the sea and all the trappings of poetic myth, Far from me but ...
AY, 'twas here, on this spot, In that summer of yore, Atalanta did not Vote my presence a bore, Nor ...
Through the forest, followed, Henry made his silky way, No chickadee was troubled, small moss smiled on his swift passage. ...
Genius, like gold and precious stones, is chiefly prized because of its rarity. Geniuses are people who dash of weird, ...
(AMSTERDAM, 1645) And there you are again, now as you are. Observe yourself as you discern yourself In your discredited ...
My banks are all furnished with rags, So thick, even Freddy can't thin 'em; I've torn up my old money-bags, ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
The trees along this city street, Save for the traffic and the trains, Would make a sound as thin and ...
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