Creative (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Her grandmother commented on her drawing, her sketchpad in her lap sitting on the porch step I commented that she ...
Her grandmother commented on her drawing, her sketchpad in her lap sitting on the porch step I commented that she ...
THE worst of ills, with jealousy compared, Are trifling torments ev'ry where declared. IMAGINE, to yourself a silly fool, To ...
This is to the crown and blessing of my life, The much loved husband of a happy wife; To him ...
A Citizen of mighty Pelf, But much a Blockhead, in himself Disdain'd a Man of shining Parts, Master of Sciences ...
WITH such a Pulse, with such disorder'd Veins, Such lab'ring Breath, as thy Disease constrains; With failing Eyes, that scarce ...
1 Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
In his travels he comes to a bridge made entirely of bones. Before crossing he writes a letter to his ...
Think me not unkind and rude, That I walk alone in grove and glen; I go to the god of ...
There is a chimp named Ai who can count to five. There's a poet named Ai whose selected poems Vice ...
I had sex with a famous poet last night and when I rolled over and found myself beside him I ...
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
Black milk of daybreak we drink it at sundown we drink it at noon in the morning we drink it ...
"Form follows function follows form . . . , etc." --Dr. J. Anthony Wadlington Here I am writing my first ...
I cannot count the pebbles in the brook. Well hath He spoken: "Swear not by thy head. Thou knowest not ...
As he writes, without looking at the sea, he feels the tip of his pen begin to tremble. The tide ...
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
She scrawled soft words in soap: "Never Forget," Dove-white on her car's window, and the wren, because her heart is ...
It does not matter in what language one writes. All language is foreign, incomprehensible. Every word, as soon as pronounced, ...
Holding with shaking hands a letter from some Official - high up he says in the Ministry, I note that ...
Angel spirits of sleep, White-robed, with silver hair, In your meadows fair, Where the willows weep, And the sad moonbeam ...
ANDROMACHE, I think of you! The stream, The poor, sad mirror where in bygone days Shone all the majesty of ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
the phone rang at 1:30 a.m. and it was a man from Denver: "Chinaski, you got a following in Denver..." ...
I see you drinking at a fountain with tiny blue hands, no, your hands are not tiny they are small, ...
There are too many waterfalls here; the crowded streams hurry too rapidly down to the sea, and the pressure of ...
RASH 1 mortal, and slanderous poet, thy name Shall no longer appear in the records of Fame; Dost not know ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the ...
I say to my woman, "Jeffers was a great poet. think of a title like Be Angry At The Sun. ...
out of the arm of one love and into the arms of another I have been saved from dying on ...
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