Be Angry At The Sun (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
That public men publish falsehoods Is nothing new. That America must accept Like the historical republics corruption and empire Has ...
That public men publish falsehoods Is nothing new. That America must accept Like the historical republics corruption and empire Has ...
The postman comes when I am still in bed. "Postman, what do you have for me today?" I say to ...
a lion at the door swallowed the day broken with spite at the inevitable chorus of pop songs sutured for ...
The man who stands above the bird, his knife Sharp as a Turkish scimitar, first removes A thigh and leg, ...
When a man starts out with nothing, When a man starts out with his hands Empty, but clean, When a ...
Democracy will not come Today, this year Nor ever Through compromise and fear. I have as much right As the ...
Something corrosive when we are walled-off from our neighbors when the sameness defines our sense of community All of us ...
For the leaders, the presidents those who have guided our nation prayers for their vision when we have held true ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
The Bird did prance -- the Bee did play -- The Sun ran miles away So blind with joy he ...
Our Indonesian friends again exhibit strains of gross hypocrisy, it's a virus that abounds in the islands of a thousand ...
Under what withering leprous light The very grass as hair is grey, Grass in the cracks of the paven courts ...
It's coming through a hole in the air, from those nights in Tiananmen Square. It's coming from the feel that ...
Let me take this other glove off As the vox humana swells, And the beauteous fields of Eden Bask beneath ...
A ship that bears much sail, and little ballast, is easily overset; and that man, whose head hath great abilities, ...
I, from a window where the Meuse is wide, Looked eastward out to the September night; The men that in ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
As a kid I believed in democracy: I 'saw no alternative'â?"teaching at The Big Place I ah put it in ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
the wind blows hard tonight and it's a cold wind and I think about the boys on the row. I ...
1 Adios, Carenage In idle August, while the sea soft, and leaves of brown islands stick to the rim of ...
In the democracy of daisies every blossom has one vote. The question on the ballot is Does he love me? ...
It is full summer now, the heart of June; Not yet the sunburnt reapers are astir Upon the upland meadow ...
Milton! I think thy spirit hath passed away From these white cliffs and high-embattled towers; This gorgeous fiery-coloured world of ...
Albeit nurtured in democracy, And liking best that state republican Where every man is Kinglike and no man Is crowned ...
AMERICA always! Always our own feuillage! Always Florida's green peninsula! Always the priceless delta of Louisiana! Always the cotton-fields of ...
1 RISE, O days, from your fathomless deeps, till you loftier, fiercer sweep! Long for my soul, hungering gymnastic, I ...
1 AS a strong bird on pinions free, Joyous, the amplest spaces heavenward cleaving, Such be the thought I'd think ...
O MATER! O fils! O brood continental! O flowers of the prairies! O space boundless! O hum of mighty products! ...
1 WEAPON, shapely, naked, wan! Head from the mother's bowels drawn! Wooded flesh and metal bone! limb only one, and ...
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