To Frida (Alfred Lichtenstein Poems)
(Dedicated to L.L.)Walls separate us.Strange spider webs.But I often fly, gaunt in my sinkingHand wringing room, a bleeding chirping twit.If ...
(Dedicated to L.L.)Walls separate us.Strange spider webs.But I often fly, gaunt in my sinkingHand wringing room, a bleeding chirping twit.If ...
1 Three fishers went sailing away to the west, 2 Away to the west as the sun went down; 3 ...
I will confess With cheerfulness, Love is a thing so likes me, That, let her lay On me all day, ...
18 if you want a revolution attack symbols not systems - the simple forms that (blithely) give the truth away ...
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
SWEET fa's the eve on Craigieburn, And blythe awakes the morrow; But a' the pride o' Spring's return Can yield ...
SWEET closes the ev'ning on Craigieburn Wood, And blythely awaukens the morrow; But the pride o' the spring in the ...
here comes the fishhead singing here comes the baked potato in drag here comes nothing to do all day long ...
1 I WANDER all night in my vision, Stepping with light feet, swiftly and noiselessly stepping and stopping, Bending with ...
It was my thirtieth year to heaven Woke to my hearing from harbour and neighbour wood And the mussel pooled ...
Before I knocked and flesh let enter, With liquid hands tapped on the womb, I who was as shapeless as ...
It is in the small things we see it. The child's first step, as awesome as an earthquake. The first ...
"Angels of the love affair, do you know that other, the dark one, that other me?" 1. ANGEL OF FIRE ...
For three years, out of key with his time, He strove to resuscitate the dead art Of poetry; to maintain ...
Your clear eye is the one absolutely beautiful thing. I want to fill it with color and ducks, The zoo ...
Who was there had seen us Wouldn't bid him run? Heavy lay between us All our sires had done. There ...
For three years, out of key with his time, He strove to resuscitate the dead art Of poetry; to maintain ...
"Vocat aestus in umbram" Nemesianus Es. IV. E. P. Ode pour l'élection de son sépulchre For three years, out of ...
'Twas in the year of 1887, which many people will long remember, The burning of the Theatre at Exeter on ...
When she smiles she sends happiness A million pleasant thrills of the heart To parched souls thirsting for love In ...
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