Glaucus (John Gneisenau Neihardt Poems)
GLAUCUS, the fisher, sat his tossing craft:The sun was dying on the Roman lake,And, save where Day, departing, grimly laughed,The ...
GLAUCUS, the fisher, sat his tossing craft:The sun was dying on the Roman lake,And, save where Day, departing, grimly laughed,The ...
ITHE wild bee sips at the heat-drugged lipsOf the passionless lily a-nod;The sunflowers stare through the hush at the glareOf ...
SOON shall you come as the dawn from the dumb abysm of night,Traveler birthward, Hastener earthward out of the gloom!Soon ...
Seek not for me within a tomb;You shall not find me in the clay!I pierce a little wall of gloomTo ...
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