In California During the Gulf War (Denise Levertov Poem)
Among the blight-killed eucalypts, among trees and bushes rusted by Christmas frosts, the yards and hillsides exhausted by five years ...
Among the blight-killed eucalypts, among trees and bushes rusted by Christmas frosts, the yards and hillsides exhausted by five years ...
That Whitsun, I was late getting away: Not till about One-twenty on the sunlit Saturday Did my three-quarters-empty train pull ...
So you're writing for a paper? Well, it's nothing very new To be writing yards of drivel for a tidy ...
Talking with my beloved in New York I stood at the outdoor public telephone in Mexican sunlight, in my purple ...
(For Thomas Augustine Daly) The Judge's house has a splendid porch, with pillars and steps of stone, And the Judge ...
I've paid for your sickest fancies; I've humoured your crackedest whim -- Dick, it's your daddy, dying; you've got to ...
Heh! Walk her round. Heave, ah heave her short again! Over, snatch her over, there, and hold her on the ...
Here come I to my own again, Fed, forgiven and known again, Claimed by bone of my bone again And ...
My "place of clear water," the first hill in the world where springs washed into the shiny grass and darkened ...
Hold hard, Ned! Lift me down once more, and lay me in the shade. Old man, you've had your work ...
things in our closets filling our homes and our yards empty in the end November 1, 2009 Ecclesiastes 5:8-15 Psalm ...
The calendar marks the beginning the start of a new season of life a warming of the world, my part ...
Two trees in the naked woods lines highlighted by the white of snow Laying upon each other hundreds of yards ...
Nothing so much as a beautiful exposed skeleton, standing tall, all erect so were the stately trees, going down the ...
Around town, as the snow melted in the yards, by the streets, browning white Pristine white remained cloistered, away from ...
Walking to the courthouse to make copies for a pending case no urgent brisk walk for arguments, for the challenge ...
A summer, long ago a different sleepover, out under the stars, in the Berkshire woods when summer camp meant the ...
When Sam Small joined the regiment, 'E were no' but a raw recruit, And they marched 'im away one wint'ry ...
Memory: I can take my head and strike it on a wall on Cumberland Island Where the night tide came ...
Dear to my heart are the ancestral dwellings of America, Dearer than if they were haunted by ghosts of royal ...
Of Brussels -- it was not -- Of Kidderminster? Nay -- The Winds did buy it of the Woods -- ...
I've known a Heaven, like a Tent -- To wrap its shining Yards -- Pluck up its stakes, and disappear ...
"Old things need not be therefore true," O brother men, nor yet the new; Ah! still awhile the old thought ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
Listen, ladies, while I sing The ballad of John Henry King. John Henry was a bachelor, His age was thirty-three ...
I know it's a bad title but I'm giving it to myself as a gift on a day nearly canceled ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born; Go where I may, I'll think of you, as sure as ...
this time has finished me. I feel like the German troops whipped by snow and the communists walking bent with ...
19 years old and going nowhere, I got a ride to Bessemer and walked the night road toward Birmingham passing ...
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