Having each of you as friends (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
For more than 40 years we've been good friends, since 1963 in fact, from college where we met (and managed ...
For more than 40 years we've been good friends, since 1963 in fact, from college where we met (and managed ...
The sun goes down, and over all These barren reaches by the tide Such unelusive glories fall, I almost dream ...
They had not seen, for ages, such beautiful gifts in Delphi as these that had been sent by the two ...
He finished the painting yesterday noon. Now he studies it in detail. He has painted him in a gray unbuttoned ...
My dear old father, who always loved me the same; my dear old father I lament who died the day ...
One monotonous day is followed by another monotonous, identical day. The same things will happen, they will happen again -- ...
I never had you, nor will I ever have you I suppose. A few words, an approach as in the ...
At the back of the noisy café bent over a table sits an old man; a newspaper in front of ...
Under what withering leprous light The very grass as hair is grey, Grass in the cracks of the paven courts ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
The whole idea of it makes me feel like I'm coming down with something, something worse than any stomach ache ...
All afternoon I have been struggling to communicate in Italian with Roberto and Giuseppe, who have begun to resemble the ...
Through waning afternoons we glide the watery peripheries of love. A silence, a quietude falls. Above us--the sagging pavilions of ...
Doors were left open in heaven again: drafts wheeze, clouds wrap their ripped pages around roofs and trees. Like wet ...
It pricks the arms like poison, knowing that some things, once chosen, are yours and that meanwhile the night comes ...
It was not when temptation came, Swiftly and blastingly as flame, And seared me white with burning scars; When I ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fishing in America as if Trout Fishing ...
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee affords. I once read something ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
I 'Tis done -- but yesterday a King! And arm'd with Kings to strive -- And now thou art a ...
While his wife earned the living, Rabbi Henry studied the Torah, writing commentaries more likely to be burnt than printed. ...
All that hair flashing over the Atlantic, Henry's girl's gone. She'll find Paris a sweet place as many times he ...
Of all the streets that blur in to the sunset, There must be one (which, I am not sure) That ...
The prophetic tribe of the ardent eyes Yesterday they took the road, holding their babies On their backs, delivering to ...
I chanced upon a new book yesterday; I opened it, and, where my finger lay 'Twixt page and uncut page, ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
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