Eye By Eye (Nijole Miliauskaite Poems)
now broad stitches, now fine ones -eye by eye, I'll be leaning over linenall winter longembroidering this table clothbut during ...
now broad stitches, now fine ones -eye by eye, I'll be leaning over linenall winter longembroidering this table clothbut during ...
small willowtree, in full bloomin a yard winter left cluttered, at the tailend of april, locked in by the everydayflowering ...
I found a golden hairon the snowI picked it upa long longgolden hairleft by an angelhe rested here onceby the ...
MOODS OF GINGER MICKThis book was dedicated to "THE BOYS WHO TOOK THE ...
I.She stood at Greenwich, motionless amid The ever-shifting crowd of passengers.I marked a big tear quivering on the lid Of ...
I LAY in my coffin under the sod;But the rooks they caw'd, and the sheep they trodAnd munch'd and bleated, ...
When I was but a Freshman - and that was long ago -I saw her first, but did not learn ...
Descriptive of the character of an ingenious Youth, whose brilliant talents shone conspicuously among his admiringfriends, who were unexpectedly called ...
I am a boxer, who does not inflict blows on the air,but I hit hard and straight at my own ...
Spring is a flirt. Unexpectedly gleaming Over the shoulder of some far blue hill.We glimpse the blue eyes of her, ...
In all faith, we did our part:generated punctually, prepared adequately,ejected promptly,and swam in the approved mannerin the appropriate direction;did all ...
Calling to mind, since first my love begun, Th'uncertain times oft varying in their course, How things still unexpectedly have ...
Calling to mind since first my love begun, Th' incertain times oft varying in their course, How things still unexpectedly ...
I'm saying every day "If I should be a Queen, tomorrow" -- I'd do this way -- And so I ...
This morning I dreamed I followed Widely spaced bells, ringing in the wind, And climbed through mists to rosy clouds. ...
So early it's still almost dark out. I'm near the window with coffee, and the usual early morning stuff that ...
Why is it that Poetry has never yet been subjected to that process of Dilution which has proved so advantageous ...
There can be certain potions needled in the clock for the body's fall from grace, to untorture and to plead ...
As in one's hand a lighted match blinds you before it comes aflame and sends out brilliant flickering tongues to ...
Quite unexpectedly, as Vasserot The armless ambidextrian was lighting A match between his great and second toe, And Ralph the ...
OH how comely it is and how reviving To the Spirits of just men long opprest! When God into the ...
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