Looking Across The Fields And Watching The Birds Fly (Wallace Stevens Poems)
Among the more irritating minor ideas Of Mr. Homburg during his visits home To Concord, at the edge of things, ...
Among the more irritating minor ideas Of Mr. Homburg during his visits home To Concord, at the edge of things, ...
Sister and mother and diviner love, And of the sisterhood of the living dead Most near, most clear, and of ...
I Among twenty snowy mountains, The only moving thing Was the eye of the black bird. II I was of ...
The house was quiet and the world was calm. The reader became the book; and summer night Was like the ...
I placed a jar in Tennessee, And round it was, upon a hill. It made the slovenly wilderness Surround that ...
The light is like a spider. It crawls over the water. It crawls over the edges of the snow. It ...
Ariel was glad he had written his poems. They were of a remembered time Or of something seen that he ...
Poetry is the supreme fiction, madame. Take the moral law and make a nave of it And from the nave ...
Call the roller of big cigars, The muscular one, and bid him whip In kitchen cups concupiscent curds. Let the ...
Children picking up our bones Will never know that these were once As quick as foxes on the hill; And ...
The houses are haunted By white night-gowns. None are green, Or purple with green rings, Or green with yellow rings, ...
At the earliest ending of winter, In March, a scrawny cry from outside Seemed like a sound in his mind. ...
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