Rural Reflections (Adrienne Rich Poems)
This is the grass your feet are planted on. You paint it orange or you sing it green, But you ...
This is the grass your feet are planted on. You paint it orange or you sing it green, But you ...
Earth no longer hymns the Creator, the seven days of wonder, the Garden is over - all the stories are ...
Oh, Mulligan's bar was the deuce of a place To drink, and to fight, and to gamble and race; The ...
See how the Yellow River's water move out of heaven. Entering the ocean,never to return. See how lovely locks in ...
Talent is what they say you have after the novel is published and favorably reviewed. Beforehand what you have is ...
Go hang yourself, you old M.D.! You shall not sneer at me. Pick up your hat and stethoscope, Go wash ...
They're taking down a tree at the front door, The power saw is snarling at some nerves, Whining at others. ...
It fell in the year of Mutiny, At darkest of the night, John Nicholson by Jal?ndhar came, On his way ...
It seemed that out of the battle I escaped Down some profound dull tunnel, long since scooped Through granites which ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
Meanwhile the new-baptized, who yet remained At Jordan with the Baptist, and had seen Him whom they heard so late ...
1 We, whose lungs fill with the sweetness of day. Who in May admire trees flowering Are better than those ...
Fortune teller that I AM, My crystal ball sees ALL. Clairvoyant, the man's libido is flamBOYant. I SEE: ANIMAL MAGNETISM. ...
1 We live here because the houses are clean, the lawns run right to the street and the streets run ...
How tall among her sisters, and how fair, -- How grave beyond her youth, yet debonair As dawn, 'mid wrinkled ...
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