A Life (Howard Nemerov Poems)
Innocence? In a sense. In no sense! Was that it? Was that it? Was that it? That was it. (Howard ...
Innocence? In a sense. In no sense! Was that it? Was that it? Was that it? That was it. (Howard ...
Ah, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever! Let the bell toll!- a saintly soul floats on the ...
You will realize this wisdom, When you are my age, and experience, Gained from being in vexing situations, Yet, being ...
O' a' the toons that I've been in, I dearly love Dundee, It's there the bonnie lassie lives, The lass ...
Jenny, your mind commands kingdoms of black and white: you shoulder the crow on your left, the snowbird on your ...
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
Luxurious Man, to bring his Vice in use, Did after him the World seduce: And from the Fields the Flow'rs ...
I O fairest flower no sooner blown but blasted, Soft silken Primrose fading timelesslie, Summers chief honour if thou hadst ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he a while Thought him still speaking, ...
Aug. 14. 1653. Upon The Words Of Chush The Benjamite Against Him. Lord my God to thee I flie Save ...
The Year's twelve daughters had in turn gone by, Of measured pace tho' varying mien all twelve, Some froward, some ...
A gentle spirit now above Once animated what lies here Till heav'n announc'd in tenderest love "Ascend Immortal to yon ...
Beaten like an old hound Whimpering by the stove, I complicate the pain That smarts with promised love. The oilstove ...
Prelude Blue storm-clouds in hot heavens of mid-July Hung heavy, brooding over land and sea: Our hearts, a-tremble, throbbed in ...
To believe is to know that every day is a new beginning. It is to trust that miracles happen, and ...
My Dearest Friend, ...should I draw you the picture of my heart it would be what I hope you would ...
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