Salts And Oils (Philip Levine Poems)
In Havana in 1948 I ate fried dog believing it was Peking duck. Later, in Tampa I bunked with an ...
In Havana in 1948 I ate fried dog believing it was Peking duck. Later, in Tampa I bunked with an ...
Chant we the story now Tho' in a ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
Life is a game with a glorious prize, If we can only play it right. It is give and take, ...
When tomorrow starts without me, and I'm not there to see, If the sun should rise and find your eyes, ...
I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn't, So I ...
In silence the heart raves. It utters words Meaningless, that never had A meaning. I was ten, skinny, red-headed, Freckled. ...
Why do we close our eyes when we sleep? When we cry? When we imagine? When we kiss? This is ...
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