There are similarities I notice: that the hills which the eyes make flat as a wall… together, open as I move to let me through; become
DARK Angel, with thine aching lu… To rid the world of penitence: Malicious Angel, who still dost My soul such subtile violence! Because of thee, no thought, no th…
On the sheep-cropped summit, under… The mouse crouched, staring out th… It dared not take. Time and a world Too old to alter, the five mile pr…
When I think about myself, I almost laugh myself to death, My life has been one great big jok… A dance that’s walked A song that’s spoke,
Go to Tibet. Ride a camel. Read the Bible. Dye your shoes blue. Grow a Beard.
I climbed through woods in the hou… Evil air, a frost-making stillness… Not a leaf, not a bird,— A world cast in frost. I came out… Where my breath left tortuous stat…
Men say the world is full of fear… And all life’s ripening harvest—fi… The restless sickle of relentless… But I, sweet Soul, rejoice that… When from the climbing terraces of…
He is here, come down to look for… It is the song that calls you back… a song of joy and suffering equally: a promise: that things will be different up t…
Why should I let the toad work Squat on my life? Can’t I use my wit as a pitchfork And drive the brute off? Six days of the week it soils
The pig, if I am not mistaken; Supplies us sausage, ham, and baco… Let others say his heart is big— I call it stupid of the pig.
in yourself yes in your heart there in yourself
Give me my scallop shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon, My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope’s true gage…
I come from a musical place Where they shoot me for my song And my brother has been tortured By my brother in my land. I come from a beautiful place
The water turns a long way down over the raw stone… ice crusts around it We walk separately along the hill to the open
Loada sea la misericordia de Quien, ya cumplidos mis setenta… y sellados mis ojos, me salva de la venerada vejez y de las galerías de precisos espe…
I thought that I could not be hur… I thought that I must surely be impervious to suffering— immune to pain or agony.
Tightly-folded bud, I have wished you something None of the others would: Not the usual stuff About being beautiful,
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her whit… and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and str… I stand and watch her until at len…
I’d seen their hoofprints in the deep needles and knew they ended the long night under the pines, walking
Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time f… And time future contained in time… If all time is eternally present All time is unredeemable.
The rhino is a homely beast, For human eyes he’s not a feast. Farwell, farewell, you old rhinoce… I’ll stare at something less prepo…
“Which of these films was Dirk Bo… not in? One hundredweight of bauxi… makes how much aluminium? how many tales in ‘The Decameron’… General Studies, the upper sixth,…
This is the place you would rather not know about, this is the place that will in hab… this is the place you cannot imagi… this is the place that will finall…
Some singers sing of ladies’ eyes, And some of ladies lips, Refined ones praise their ladylike… And course ones hymn their hips. The Oxford Book of English Verse
Lord Strawberry, a nobleman, collected birds. He had the finest aviary in Europe, so large that eagles did not find it uncomfortable, so well laid out that both humming birds and snow-b...
I have seen the sun break through to illuminate a small field for a while, and gone my way and forgotten it. But that was the… of great price, the one field that…
the Way of St James the power of faith prevailed along camino St James rough land akin to rough seas mythical argonauts sailed
When I am sad and weary When I think all hope has gone When I walk along High Holborn I think of you with nothing on
If I were a voice, a persuasive v… That could travel the wide world t… I would fly on the beams of the mo… And speak to men with a gentle mig… And tell them to be true.
I tripped on my shoelace And I fell up— Up to the roof tops, Up over the town, Up past the tree tops,