Alan Dugan Telling Me I Have A Problem With Time (Nick Flynn Poems)
He reads my latest attempt at a poemand is silent for a long time, until it feelslike that night we ...
He reads my latest attempt at a poemand is silent for a long time, until it feelslike that night we ...
Oh, the day has set me dreaming In a strange, half solemn way Of the feelings I experienced On another long past day,-- Of ...
O take this world away from me;Its strife I cannot bear to see,Its very praises hurt me moreThan een its ...
The Nemunas flows in strong repose And waters our native soil.Birute's song in our brother's tongue Can lighten the ploughman's toil. As our ...
Hast thou not seen when winter hath bound In icy chains the river;When not a flower adorn'd the ground, And nature seem'd ...
O'ER all the fragrant land this harvest day,What bounteous sheaves are garnered, ear and blade!Whether the heavens be golden-glad, or ...
I never saw youe, madam, laye aparte Your cornet black in colde nor yet in heate Sythe first ye knew of my ...
Years ago when I was at Balliol, Balliol men-and I was one-Swam together in winter rivers, Wrestled together under the sun.And still ...
NOW winter, reluctant, the swayResigns to the genial spring;Sol sheds an enlivening ray,And warblers delightfully sing.Fresh verdure adorns the gay ...
Beautiful Spring is coming, Ah, yes, will soon be here,For the clear bright sun is shining All human hearts to cheer.One the ...
"A SPANISH GIRL IN REVERIE,"SHE twirled the string of golden beads,That round her neck was hung,---My grandsire's gift; the good ...
The woman was old and ragged and grayAnd bent with the chill of the Winter's day.The street was wet with ...
HAND in hand with angels,Through the world we go;Brighter eyes are on usThan we blind ones know;Tenderer voices cheer usThan ...
O my aged Uncle Arly!Sitting on a heap of BarleyThro' the silent hours of night,Close beside a leafy thicket:On his ...
Lo ! at length the Morn appearingComes with faintly-dawning light,Quick I start, the summons hearing,From the fever'd dreams of night.Oh ...
As warm north rain breaks over suburb houses,Streaming on window glass, its drifting hazesCovering harbour ranges with a dense hood:I ...
Tall, feathered birches, on the tides of air,Wash to and fro, like seaweeds fine and fair,And deep in leaf and ...
Once again my songs I sing thee, Now the spell is broken;Brothers, yet again I bring thee Songs of love the token.Of ...
IWhat words of mine can tell the spellOf garden ways I know so well?—The path that takes me in the ...
after school a hard handgathered us to the sewing shopa flock of young girlswith children's facesbindweed at our waistsall winter ...
Sir Fopling, crost in Love and stript at Play,Pensive and grumbling on his Pillow lay;How vain says he, are all ...
When my breast labours with oppressive care,And o'er my cheek descends the falling tear:While all my warring passions are at ...
IN the deepest nights of WinterTo the Muses kind oft cried I:"Not a ray of morn is gleaming,Not a sign ...
It is the Police Commissioners,All on a winter's day;And they to prove the town waterHave set themselves away.They went to ...
IN a Devonshire lane, as I trotted along,T'other day, much in want of a subject for song,Thinks I to myself, ...
When skies are blue and days are bright A kitchen-garden's my delight, Set round with rows of decent box And blowsy girls of ...
Still sits the school-house by the road,A ragged beggar sleeping;Around it still the sumachs grow,And blackberry-vines are creeping.Within, the master's ...
Hail! O Baby of the MayIn the bubbling river-bed,Playing where the cannon play,With the shrapnel overhead!Sparkling in and flashing outThrough ...
When ice is thawed and snow is gone,And racy sweetness floods the trees;When snow-birds from the hedge have flown,And on ...
In this old town I know so wellI have dwelt in heaven and in hell,And seen its folk go to ...
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