The clock—face stares, Its heart will betray it. A creak stands on the landing, loo… The chairs have surrendered and ar… The floor presses its face into th…
It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you… By the name of Annabel Lee; And this maiden she lived with no…
The Argo nearly sank, some sixty… Battered by strong winds and might… Her sails were torn; her bowsprit… And the Argonauts awaited their w… The tempest roared, lasting for ma…
A shadow his father makes with joi… And thumbs and fingers nibbles on… Like a rabbit’s head. He understa… He will understand more when he go… There he draws smoke with chalk th…
All winter the water has crashed over the cold the cold sand. Now it breaks over the thin branch of your body.
Unhappy about some far off things That are not my affair, wandering Along the coast and up the lean ri… I saw in the evening The stars go over the lonely ocean…
Those long uneven lines Standing as patiently As if they were stretched outside The Oval or Villa Park, The crowns of hats, the sun
Meditation is old and honorable, s… not sit, every morning of my life,… looking into the shining world? Be… attended to, delight, as well as h… Can one be passionate about the ju…
Forget the long, smouldering afternoon. It is this moment when the ball scoots
I thought the earth remembered me, she took me back so tenderly, arranging her dark skirts, her poc… full of lichens and seeds. I slept as never before, a stone o…
She had thought the studio would k… no dust upon the furniture of love… Half heresy, to wish the taps less… the panes relieved of grime. A pla… a piano with a Persian shawl, a ca…
Del otro lado de la puerta un homb… deja caer su corrupción. En vano elevará esta noche una plegaria a su curioso dios, que es tres, do… y se dirá que es inmortal. Ahora
But to every mind there openeth, A way, and way, and away, A high soul climbs the highway, And the low soul gropes the low, And in between on the misty flats,
CLXXVIII. There is a pleasure in the pathles… There is a rapture on the lonely s… There is society where none intrud… By the deep Sea, and music in its…
Whether he will go on singing or not, knowing what he knows of the horror of this world: He was not wandering among meadows all this time. He was down there
El poniente impecable en esplendor… quebró a filo de espada las distan… Suave como un sauzal está la noche… Rojos chisporrotean los remolinos de las bruscas hogue…
Era un bello silencio, un silencio… vibrante de pensares, tremante de… un silencio muy grave, de sentir p… un silencio muy quedo, con dejos d… Cállate no respires, ni turbes el…
The spirit likes to dress up like this: ten fingers, ten toes, shoulders, and all the rest
Stop all the clocks, cut off the t… Prevent the dog from barking with… Silence the pianos and with muffle… Bring out the coffin, let the mour… Let aeroplanes circle moaning over…
No– I did not take a nap – The nap– took– me off the bed and out the window far beyond the sea, to a land where sleepy heads
The red fox crosses the ice intent on none of my business. It’s winter and slim pickings. I stand in the bushy cemetery, pretending to watch birds,
It will not always be like this, The air windless, a few last Leaves adding their decoration To the trees’ shoulders, braiding… Of the boughs with gold; a bird pr…
You begin this way: this is your hand, this is your eye, that is a fish, blue and flat on the paper, almost
Whatever brawls disturb the street… There should be peace at home; Where sisters dwell and brothers m… Quarrels should never come. Birds in their little nests agree;
They met first day of school He sat next to her in chemistry A friendship developed instantly Love followed; seems to be the rul… In no time they’re inseparable,
Tears The crystal rags Viscous tatters Of a worn-through soul Moans
I bought a dollar and a half’s wor… took them home, boiled them in the… and ate them for dinner with a lit… Then I walked through the dried f… on the edge of town. In middle Ju…
we have everything and we have not… and some men do it in churches and some men do it by tearing butt… in half and some men do it in Palm Spring…
Pigs Can Fly Ad Astra Out of the box beyond the Rubicon pigs can fly “ thus one journeys to the stars”…
SAY that the men of the old black… Though they but feed as the goathe… Their money spent, their wine gone… Lack nothing that a soldier needs, That all are oath-bound men: