Part 7 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
ON WHICH THE JEWS WERE FORCED TO ATTEND AN ANNUAL CHRISTIAN SERMON IN ROME. [``Now was come about Holy-Cross Day, ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
DEAR SMITH, the slee'st, pawkie thief, That e'er attempted stealth or rief! Ye surely hae some warlock-brief Owre human hearts; ...
MY heart was ance as blithe and free As simmer days were lang; But a bonie, westlin weaver lad Has ...
IN Tarbolton, ye ken, there are proper young men, And proper young lasses and a', man; But ken ye the ...
the night I was going to die I was sweating on the bed and I could hear the crickets and ...
Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian ...
she's young, she said, but look at me, I have pretty ankles, and look at my wrists, I have pretty ...
At six o'clock we were waiting for coffee, waiting for coffee and the charitable crumb that was going to be ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
One lesson, Nature, let me learn of thee, One lesson which in every wind is blown, One lesson of two ...
They are building a house half a block down and I sit up here with the shades down listening to ...
ah, christ, what a CREW: more poetry, always more P O E T R Y . if it doesn't come, ...
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