That Distance Apart (Jackie Kay Poem)
I am only nineteen My whole life is changing Tonight I see her Shuttered eyes in my dreams I cannot ...
I am only nineteen My whole life is changing Tonight I see her Shuttered eyes in my dreams I cannot ...
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
Visiting the graves, the old dog leads the way. (Kobayashi Issa)
A buglar boy from barrack (it is over the hill There)-boy bugler, born, he tells me, of Irish Mother to ...
When I die I don't care what happens to my body throw ashes in the air, scatter 'em in East ...
That troubled land, torn and split knowing war, strife, too long Escape through there, to a land once of oppression, ...
We stopped to see her work, the stuff of kindergarten And there you were, reflected in the drawings, the colors ...
I'M now disposed to give a pretty tale; Love laughs at what I've sworn and will prevail; Men, gods, and ...
Oh, let me not serve so, as those men serve Whom honour's smokes at once fatten and starve; Poorly enrich't ...
The Soul that hath a Guest Doth seldom go abroad -- Diviner Crowd at Home -- Obliterate the need -- ...
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...
He seemed so certain 'all was going well', As he discussed the glorious time he'd had While visiting the trenches. ...
The awful shadow of some unseen Power Floats through unseen among us, -- visiting This various world with as inconstant ...
In a humble room in London sat a pretty little boy, By the bedside of his sick mother her only ...
Beautiful Ancient City of Perth, One of the grandest on the earth, With your stately mansions and streets so clean, ...
It's akin to visiting my foster mother, today, That I am returning to you, mother city, after twenty years, I ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
We wanted to confess our sins but there were no takers. White clouds refused to accept them, and the wind ...
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