The Dark and the Fair (Stanley Kunitz Poem)
A roaring company that festive night; The beast of dialectic dragged his chains, Prowling from chair to chair is the ...
A roaring company that festive night; The beast of dialectic dragged his chains, Prowling from chair to chair is the ...
Some things I do not profess to understand, perhaps not wanting to, including whatever it was they did with you ...
Since that first morning when I crawled into the world, a naked grubby thing, and found the world unkind, my ...
All summer I heard them rustling in the shrubbery, outracing me from tier to tier in my garden, a whisper ...
I touch you in the night, whose gift was you, My careless sprawler, And I touch you cold, unstirring, star-bemused, ...
I have walked through many lives, some of them my own, and I am not who I was, though some ...
An agitation of the air, A perturbation of the light Admonished me the unloved year Would turn on its hinge ...
Now in the suburbs and the falling light I followed him, and now down sandy road Whitter than bone-dust, through ...
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