A Camp In The Prussian Forest (Randall Jarrell Poems)
I walk beside the prisoners to the road.Load on puffed load,Their corpses, stacked like sodden wood,Lie barred or galled with ...
I walk beside the prisoners to the road.Load on puffed load,Their corpses, stacked like sodden wood,Lie barred or galled with ...
Arthritic fingers of the olive treesAccuse the sun of ancient injuries.The shallows harden to an ochre crustWhile bony cattle huddle ...
This while I've been ettlin' to string a wheen rhymes,Being unco sair fash'd at the signs o' the times—The mony ...
When in the mask of night there shone that cut,we were riddled. A probe reached downand stroked some nerve in ...
Not from Mars and not from ThorComes the war, the welcome war,Many months we waited forTo free us from the ...
You do not seem to realize that beauty is a liability rather thanan asset - that in view of the fact ...
ON HIS BRINGING ME FLOWERS FROM VAUCLUSE, ANDWHICH HE HAD PRESERVED BY MEANS OFAN INGENIOUS PROCESS IN THEIRORIGINAL BEAUTY. SWEET spoils ...
Come, sign the Temperance pledge,Thou on life's tottering edge,Come sign the vow!What though thy hair be gray,Languid thy pulses play,Give ...
We marched, and saw a company of CanadiansTheir coats weighed eighty pounds at least, we saw themFaces infinitely grimed in, ...
Ha, ha, gods and kings; fill high, one and all;Drink, drink! shout and drink! mad respond to the call!Fill fast, and ...
CLOUDS is under clouds and rainFor there will not come againTwo, the beloved sire and sonWhom all gifts were rained ...
CHICKEN-SKIN, delicate, white, Painted by Carlo Vanloo, Loves in a riot of light, Roses and vaporous blue; Hark to the ...
If I should pray, I thinkThat my prayer should be: "Let my handsNever learn the ending of their task."For if ...
SAINT PATRICK, slave to Milcho of the herdsOf Ballymena, wakened with these words:"Arise, and fleeOut from the land of bondage, ...
Thou child of Man, fall down With contrite heart and low; Inheritor by fleshly birth Of exile, death, and woe. Thou child of Man, ...
Plain be the phrase, yet apt the verse, More ponderous than nimble;For since grimed War here laid asideHis painted pomp, 'twould ...
Out of the nothingness of sleep,The slow dreams of Eternity,There was a thunder on the deep:I came, because you called ...
Written at Midnight during a Storm, on Board the Medway, in theSouth Seas.WHILE the children of Jacob in Goshen remain,They ...
(India)I shall wind a turban of silver cloth,And set upon its brow a circletOf jade and turquoise. Yea, I shall ...
A BUSHMAN got lost in a scrub in the North,And all the long morning the searchers went forth.They swore at ...
Creator Spirit uncreatedSails on fleet waves far away,Worlds heave, Lives are generated,His Eye spans Eternity.All inspiriting reigns his Countenance,In its ...
The people's flag is deepest redIt shrouded oft our martyred deadAnd ere their limbs grew stiff and coldTheir hearts' blood ...
One by one they have slipped from Earth,And vanished into the depths of space,And I, beside my lonely hearth,Find none ...
All night I dreamed of my home,of the roads that are so longand straight they die in the middle-among the ...
I dreamedA dream of you,Not as you seemedWhen you were late unkindAnd blindTo my eyes' pleading for a debt long ...
When shall we meet again? One more year passed;One more of grief and pain;-- Maybe the last.Are the years sending us Farther apart?Or ...
Hats off! Along the street there comes A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums, A dash of color beneath the sky: Hats off! The ...
The Fiddler saws the strings,His light brown hair he tosses and flings.He carries a sabre at his side,He wears a ...
At the sign of the Beckoning KittenWe geishas dwell;Over our doorway is written"Hail and farewell."Broad is our gateway and litten,Full ...
I stood at the hedge as a hearse went byAnd passed me along the way;The sun broke in through a ...
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