A Familiar Letter (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
YES, write, if you want to, there's nothing like trying; Who knows what a treasure your casket may hold? I'll ...
YES, write, if you want to, there's nothing like trying; Who knows what a treasure your casket may hold? I'll ...
All this was written on the next day's list. On which the busyness unfurled its cursive roots, pale but effective, ...
That day, those days after in the cool of history visible now moments of unity, of resolve frittered away, lost ...
Nineteen and zero Just win one more, Patriots Team of Destiny! January 26, 2008 (Raymond A. Foss)
I Midwinter spring is its own season Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown, Suspended in time, between pole and tropic. When ...
More Life -- went out -- when He went Than Ordinary Breath -- Lit with a finer Phosphor -- Requiring ...
A narrow Fellow in the Grass Occasionally rides -- You may have met Him -- did you not His notice ...
for Mark Peters Not just nothing, Not there's no answer, Not it's nowhere or Nothing to show for it - ...
The Cowboy had a sterling heart, The Maiden was from Boston, The Rancher saw his wealth depart- The Steers were ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
It is a cramped little state with no foreign policy, Save to be thought inoffensive. The grammar of the language ...
For Jeremy Reed Rejection doesn't lead me to dejection But to inspiration via irritation Or at least to a bit ...
I I see the boys of summer in their ruin Lay the gold tithings barren, Setting no store by harvest, ...
A New Version: 1980 What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Walt Whitman One Out ...
It isn't the foe that we fear; It isn't the bullets that whine; It isn't the business career Of a ...
There seemed a smell of autumn in the air At the bleak end of night; he shivered there In a ...
TWO Swede families live downstairs and an Irish policeman upstairs, and an old soldier, Uncle Joe. Two Swede boys go ...
BURY this old Illinois farmer with respect. He slept the Illinois nights of his life after days of work in ...
Dire one and desired one, Savior, sentencer-- In an old allegory you would carry A chained alphabet of tokens: Ankh ...
They are, the surfaces, gorgeous: a master pastry chef at work here, the dips and whorls, the wrist-twist squeezes of ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
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