The Driver (Edwin Ford Piper Poems)
"I - At The Post-Office It was a gray, midwinter afternoon.A noisy wind pursued the fine hard flakesOf blinding snow, ...
"I - At The Post-Office It was a gray, midwinter afternoon.A noisy wind pursued the fine hard flakesOf blinding snow, ...
"This is her diary. Come with me to viewThe canyon; think you see it as of oldWhen Martha lived, and ...
"I - At Her Dugout Because it's cut in the canyon bank, you looked For a rabbit hole with a ...
"I - The GatheringFather and Mother Lawrence, the boy Joe, Lottie and Elsie, all were full of life, And fond ...
"The brimming bucket at my mouth -Coolness of water! In all my veins the heat, the drouth, - O, the ...
"The ridge is open to all moody weather: The bruisings of the blizzard leave it numb; From the scorched south ...
"Bill Dwiggins had been Billy thirty years,A boyish name which piqued his clever wife,As if her man were ticketed light-weightOut ...
"The August sun had still two hours of sky When the white flag a-flutter from the house Signalled him in ...
"At thirteen he first saw a railway trainWith all the amazing violence of the wheels,And the coughing engine, and the ...
"Once more 'twas spring! The meadow-lark gave noteAbout his grassy nest, and builders hummed Old songs while sod on sod ...
"September afternoon. The farmers' teams In Belford all along the straggling street Stamped drowsily at flies. The rough board walk ...
"I By the ditch in the hollow stands the tree, A cottonwood with deeply wrinkled bark About its mighty trunk, ...
"IIn morning breeze, the Indian summer's gold Of sun on Mildred's happy cheeks aglow Beneath dark hair; it glistens on ...
"Through two small windows sunshine slanted in To die upon the splintery schoolroom floor, While the October gusts whipped dirt ...
"Since yesterday under a stiff north windThe slanting rain with intermittent hailHad clinked against our windows. Now I peeredTo where ...
"HE stood up in our khaki with the poise Of perfect soldiership beneath the praise Of the French officer. We ...
"Who are the banded? Gather from the fourBroad winds one hundred strangers varyingIn tongue, age, disposition; set them downOn the ...
"O, the red tongues! The leavings of the fire! Red sunshine in October's smoky airWith all dry grasses rustling in ...
"He turned in at the gate and asked a drink;Shabby, but neat of garment. His white hatDrooped over friendly eyes; ...
"O once in my saddle I used to go dashing, O once in my saddle I used to be gay! ...
"The level sunrise brings a simple glory To hoarfrost in November. Brilliance soft Lives in the buffalo grass of prairie ...
"Soft April sunshine sweetens all the world, Yes, even the county-town with smells of spring; And life is busy where ...
"Through thin, gray, moving clouds a summer sun Lies like dull silver on the rippled stream. Now gusts alarm, now ...
"Behind the board fence at the banker's house The slender, tawn-gray creature starves and thirsts In agony of fear. A ...
"In Westertown a statue rules the square,The settler as the sculptor visioned him.Nor slender, nor yet massive; sinewy,Bearded, erect, broad ...
"The level field of gray-green buffalo grassStill narrows as the sweating bays plod on,And that black ribbon at the ploughtail ...
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