Phoenix Lyrics (Delmore Schwartz Poems)
I If nature is life, nature is death: It is winter as it is spring: Confusion is variety, variety And ...
I If nature is life, nature is death: It is winter as it is spring: Confusion is variety, variety And ...
Nothing is given which is not taken. Little or nothing is taken which is not freely desired, freely, truly and ...
"little soul, little flirting, little perverse one where are you off to now? little wan one, firm one little exposed ...
Saint, revolutionist, God and sage know well, That there is a place Where that much-rung bell, The well-beloved body, And ...
(With much help from Robert Good, William Shakespeare, John Milton, and little Catherine Schwartz) Shall I compare her to a ...
"Poet and veteran of childhood, look! See in me the obscene, for you have love, For you have hatred, you, ...
"Trash, trash!" the king my uncle said, "The spirit's smoke and weak as smoke ascends. "Sit in the sun and ...
Someone is harshly coughing on the next floor, Sudden excitement catching the flesh of his throat: Who is the sick ...
(After Rilke) Spring has returned! Everything has returned! The earth, just like a schoolgirl, memorizes Poems, so many poems. ... ...
What curious dresses all men wear! The walker you met in a brown study, The President smug in rotogravure, The ...
The horns in the harbor booming, vaguely, Fog, forgotten, yesterday, conclusion, Nostalgic, noising dim sorrow, calling To sleep is it? ...
A poem moves forward, Like the passages and percussions of trains in progress A pattern of recurrence, a hammer of ...
Tiger Christ unsheathed his sword, Threw it down, became a lamb. Swift spat upon the species, but Took two women ...
I Christmas Poem for Nancy Noel, Noel We live and we die Between heaven and hell Between the earth and ...
In the naked bed, in Plato's cave, Reflected headlights slowly slid the wall, Carpenters hammered under the shaded window, Wind ...
In the slight ripple, the fishes dart Like fingers, centrifugal, like wishes Wanton. And pleasures rise as the eyes fall ...
"the cure of souls." Henry James The radiant soda of the seashore fashions Fun, foam and freedom. The sea laves ...
(after Spillane) Let us be aware of the true dark gods Acknowledgeing the cache of the crotch The primitive pure ...
Let me not, ever, to the marriage in Cana Of Galilee admit the slightest sentiment Of doubt about the astonishing ...
Socrates ghost must haunt me now, Notorious death has let him go, He comes to me with a clumsy bow, ...
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