Looking at the Faces (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Standing in this crowd with our neighbors looking at the faces fear, yet resolved Standing for justice yearning for compassion ...
Standing in this crowd with our neighbors looking at the faces fear, yet resolved Standing for justice yearning for compassion ...
Those not speaking their advocates only speaking for them our fellow citizens looking to us counting on us to hear ...
The rights of the people universal rights of dignity of respect for their freedoms the will of the governed their ...
A bit of war poetry read by featured poets Brought it back to me that night on the floor Each ...
IN life oft ills from self-imprudence spring; As proof, Candaules' story we will bring; In folly's scenes the king was ...
There were three in the meadow by the brook Gathering up windrows, piling cocks of hay, With an eye always ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
In robes of Tyrian blue the King was drest, A jewelled collar shone upon his breast, A giant ruby glittered ...
Dear to my heart are the ancestral dwellings of America, Dearer than if they were haunted by ghosts of royal ...
Will they be there for you when you die? Will they hold your hands and cry until you've breathed your ...
Why can't I keep out of harm's way? Am I so preoccupied, simultaneously looking ahead, concurrently looking behind; concerned to ...
At dawn I dreamed of wispy clouds, I had the time to wield and watched the regimented lines of cirrus ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
On the desert A silence from the moon's deepest valley. Fire rays fall athwart the robes Of hooded men, squat ...
Writing from Boston, where sky is simply property, a flourish topping crowds of condos and historic real estate, I'm trying ...
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
Who was too Freely Moved to Tears, and thereby ruined his Political Career Lord Lundy from his earliest years Was ...
THOU, Liberty, thou art my theme; Not such as idle poets dream, Who trick thee up a heathen goddess That ...
October - and the skies are cool and gray O'er stubbles emptied of their latest sheaf, Bare meadow, and the ...
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...
I swayed upon the gaudy stem The butt-end of a steering-oar, And saw wherever I could turn A crowd upon ...
'Though to my feathers in the wet, I have stood here from break of day. I have not found a ...
Like the moon her kindness is, If kindness I may call What has no comprehension in't, But is the same ...
I will teach you my townspeople how to perform a funeral for you have it over a troop of artists- ...
Shalt Cupid be blamed thou doth dominate Dwelling in days and nights with dignity? With this self as my only ...
How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough, Upon the waning century standest thou, In proud and noble manhood's prime, With ...
Why run the crowd? What means the throng That rushes fast the streets along? Can Rhodes a prey to flames, ...
We first saw fire on the tragic slopes Where the flood-tide of France's early gain, Big with wrecked promise and ...
Before the florid portico I watched the gamblers come and go, While by me on a bench there sat A ...
Yeats died Saturday in France. Freedom from his animal Has come at last in alien Nice, His heart beat separate ...
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