Christina (Louis MacNeice Poems)
It all began so easyWith bricks upon the floorBuilding motley housesAnd knocking down your housesAnd always building more.The doll was ...
It all began so easyWith bricks upon the floorBuilding motley housesAnd knocking down your housesAnd always building more.The doll was ...
Two ladies climb the lower street.One is dressed in black, the other in black, the third,undressed.These ladies are charged with ...
A young man is afraid of his demon and puts his handover the demon's mouth sometimes…— D. H. LawrenceI mentioned ...
I was tired of being a woman,tired of the spoons and the post,tired of my mouth and my breasts,tired of ...
YOU don't weigh more than thirty pounds,Your legs are little, plump and fat, And yet you patter on your rounds ...
Barren the garden lies, undressed;Long weeds like serpents coil and squeezeForsaken loves of faithless bees,Boughs broken, to the ground are ...
Hail! blessed Virgin, full of heavenly grace,Blest above all that sprang from human race,Whose heaven-saluted womb brought forth in oneA ...
Moving from Cheer to Joy, from Joy to All, I take a box And add it to my wild rice, ...
army hospital rheumatic fever bed-tied many weeks too embarrassed to ask for bedpan the rigmarole of screens and knowing attention ...
Little soul, little perpetually undressed one, Do now as I bid you, climb The shelf-like branches of the spruce tree; ...
DAN CUPID, though the god of soft amour, In ev'ry age works miracles a store; Can Catos change to male ...
IN life oft ills from self-imprudence spring; As proof, Candaules' story we will bring; In folly's scenes the king was ...
The Day undressed -- Herself -- Her Garter -- was of Gold -- Her Petticoat -- of Purple plain -- ...
My wife and I lived all alone, contention was our only bone. I fought with her, she fought with me, ...
When my mam had to go Up north to look after gran, Margaret's mam said I could Stop with them; ...
I was tired of being a woman, tired of the spoons and the post, tired of my mouth and my ...
A young man is afraid of his demon and puts his hand over the demon's mouth sometimes...-- D. H. Lawrence ...
A world's disappearing. Little street, You were too narrow, Too much in the shade already. You had only one dog, ...
Sir, Our times are much degenerate from those Which your sweet muse with your fair fortune chose, And as complexions ...
Oh the green glimmer of apples in the orchard, Lamps in a wash of rain! Oh the wet walk of ...
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