America Remembers (Paul Engle Poems)
HERE by this midland lake, the sand-shored waterThat pulses with no sea-tide heart, where the grainOf a nation pauses on ...
HERE by this midland lake, the sand-shored waterThat pulses with no sea-tide heart, where the grainOf a nation pauses on ...
BLOW, LONG TRADE WINDS of American speech,Over this land where we can rise, unfurlOur new and untried sails, and drive ...
II have heard the horn of Roland goldly screamingIn the petty Pyrenees of the inner earAnd seen the frightful Saracens ...
Now, in this time, I have seen the living faceBleached of its blood, gray, and strange things doneIn the name ...
The Japanese next to me at the barbites at his sake with big irregular teeth.Behind the heavy glasses (which he ...
I am an American tourist in my room writing letters.Outside the air of Calcutta trembles in the terrible heat.Air conditioning ...
I have inheritedMy mother's nature,Sensitive to light,By any strong wind led,Loving each living creature,And from my father featureIn eye alert ...
THE LAND UNCHANGED, the cattle track,Narrow for two split hooves to meet,Winds to walnut grove and backAs when I walked ...
Far in the background a blue mountain waitsTo echo back the songThe note-necked swan, while it reverberates,Paddles the tune along.The ...
Twenty below, I said, and closed the door,A drop of five degrees and going down.It makes a tautened drum-hide of ...
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