In Michael Robins’s Class Minus One (Bob Hicok Poems)
At the desk where the boy sat, he sees the Chicago River.It raises its hand.It asks if metaphor should burn.He ...
At the desk where the boy sat, he sees the Chicago River.It raises its hand.It asks if metaphor should burn.He ...
Life taught me long agothat music and poetryare the most beautiful things on earththat life can give us.Except for love, ...
This is where the typhoon starts-inside the fourth paragraph,ten city blocks away,where the neurosurgeon halfsLa Celestina, where you occupythe spot ...
Mr. Cogito never trustedtricks of the imaginationthe piano at the top of the Alpsplayed false concerts for himhe didn't appreciate ...
I hope, Sir, by this you have found your Account,In visiting Airy, and seeing his Mount:If Froth can delight you, ...
Last night the seawind was to meA metaphor of liberty,And every wave along the beachA starlit music seemed to be.To-day ...
I.Mastro Spaghi era il boia--della citta' d'Urbino.Contava cinquant'anni;--era smilzo e piccino;Era calvo; il suo cranio,--da lontano, parevaUna palla di vetro.--Sul ...
No not to-night, dear child; I cannot go; I'm busy, tired; they knew I should not come; you do not ...
{TO THE Generous SUBSCRIBERS, &c}. The Author finding all Attempts prove vain,Those glittering Smiles from Fortune to obtain:That purblind Goddess ...
When late Protectorship was Canon-Proof,And _Cap-a-pe_ had seiz'd on _Whitehall_-Roof,And next, on _Israelites_ durst look so big,That _Tory-like_, it lov'd ...
I 'T is the middle of night on the Greenfield farm And the creatures are huddled to keep them from ...
The room is full of you!—As I came in And closed the door behind me, all at once A something ...
'Attar began The Conference of the Birds (Mantiq al-tair) with an invocation praising the holy Creator in which he suggested ...
What means this gathering multitude, Upon thy shores, O, Galilee,As various as the billows rude That sweep thy ever restless ...
Never say aught in verse, or grave or gay,That you in prose would hesitate to say.Never in rhyme pretend to ...
Since you have world enough and timeSir, to admonish me in rhyme,Pray Mr Marvell, can it beYou think to have ...
… Thus from a mixture of all kinds began, That het'rogeneous thing, an Englishman: In eager ...
mon semblable, mon fr?re(1) Our epoch takes a voluptuous satisfaction In that perspective of the action Which pictures us inhabiting ...
Gay is the captivating cognomen of a Young Woman of cambridge, mass.to whom nobody seems to have mentioned ye ...
As to a northern people (whom the sun Uses just as the Romish church has done Her prophane laity, and ...
Come on, ye critics! Find one fault who dare, For, read it backward like a witch's prayer, 'Twill do as ...
For months my hand was sealed off in a tin box. Nothing was there but the subway railings. Perhaps it ...
The wall-trees are laden with fruit; The grape, and the plum, and the pear,The peach and the nectarine, to suit ...
We teach our sons salvation liesIn hardy toil and honesty,Then close their gate to ParadiseBy barring them from industry;We know ...
Think of our blindness where the water burned! Are we so certain that those wings, returned And turning, we had ...
Oh many times did Ernest Hyde and IArgue about the freedom of the will.My favorite metaphor was Prickett's cowRoped out ...
When the gardener has gone this garden Looks wistful and seems waiting an event. It is so spruce, a metaphor ...
Our Father who art in heaven, I am drunk. Again. Red wine. For which I offer thanks. I ought to ...
WHAT time our Lord still walk'd the earth, Unknown, despised, of humble birth, And on Him many a youth attended ...
As did the widow offering her two coins a metaphor for her true offering we offer ourselves, our lives turning ...
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