The Ghetto (Lola Ridge Poems)
ICool, inaccessible airIs floating in velvety blackness shot with steel-blue lights,But no breath stirs the heatLeaning its ponderous bulk upon ...
ICool, inaccessible airIs floating in velvety blackness shot with steel-blue lights,But no breath stirs the heatLeaning its ponderous bulk upon ...
They were "ratty" they were hooted by the meanest and the least,When they woke the Drum of Glory long ago ...
In spite of his imposing plea,A freeman whom the truth makes freeIs often fairly up a tree,And marvels why it ...
Hark to the guns, one a penny, two a penny, hotcross buns,Cannons and shells, Bombardier Wells, Looting and shooting, and ...
Fly if your pigtail catches fireDive down the nearest sinkRemember if you wash a pancakeIt's underwear's sure to shrink.Once I ...
IN a Yiddish eating place on Rivington Street . faces . coffee spots . children kicking at the night stars ...
ARMOUR AVENUE was the name of this street and door signs on empty houses read "The Silver Dollar," "Swede Annie" ...
to Robert Hass and in memory of Elliot Gilbert Slow dulcimer, gavotte and bow, in autumn, Bashõ and his friends ...
The opening scene. The yellow, coal-fed fog Uncurling over the tainted city river, A young girl rowing and her anxious ...
Christmas defeated Chanukah once again last night by a margin of three billion dollars or so, but every time I ...
Some people find out they are Jews. They can't believe it. Thy had always hated Jews. As children they had ...
Some days I catch a rhythm, almost a song in my own breath. I'm alone here in Brooklyn Heights, late ...
The ship that took my mother to Ellis Island Eighty-three years ago was named "The Mercy." She remembers trying to ...
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