Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,And sinks into my throat her tiger’s tooth,Stealing my breath of life, I will confessI love this cultured **** that tests my youth!Her vigor…
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O Fair and stately maid, whose eyeWas kindled in the upper skyAt the same torch that lighted mine;For so I must interpret stillThy sweet dominion o’er my will,A sympathy divine.…
?Que o quien me guiaba? No buscaba a nadie, buscaba todo y a todos: vegetacion de cupulas azules y campanarios blancos, muros color de sangre seca, arquitecturas: festin…
Oh, both my shoes are shiny new, And pristine is my hat;My dress is 1922…. My life is all like that.
He thought he saw an ElephantThat practised on a fife:He looked again, and found it wasA letter from his wife.“At length I realize,” he said,“The bitterness of life!” He thought…
No man is an island,Entire of itself.Each is a piece of the continent,A part of the main.If a clod be washed away by the sea,Europe is the less.As well as…
Faint as a climate-changing bird that fliesAll night across the darkness, and at dawnFalls on the threshold of her native land,And can no more, thou camest, O my child,Led upward…
While we slumber and sleep,The sun leaps up from the deep,–Daylight born at the leap,–Rapid, dominant, free,Athirst to bathe in the uttermost sea. While we linger at play–If the year…
**, Giant! This is I!I have built me a bean-stalk into your sky!La,—but it’s lovely, up so high! This is how I came,—I putHere my knee, there my foot,Up and up,…
Every night I lie awake And every day I lie abedAnd hear the doctors, Pain and Death, Confering at my head.They speak in scientific tones, Professional and low—One argues for…
There trudges one to a merry-making With sturdy swing,On whom the rain comes down. To fetch the saving medicamentIs another bent,On whom the rain comes down. One slowly drives his…
Into the furnace let me go alone;Stay you without in terror of the heat.I will go ***** in–for thus ”tis sweet–Into the weird depths of the hottest zone.I will not…
The green grass is growing,The morning wind is in it,‘Tis a tune worth the knowing,Though it change every minute. ‘Tis a tune of the spring,Every year plays it over,To the…
Pulida claridad de piedra diafana,lisa frente de estatua sin memoria:cielo de invierno, espacio reflejadoen otro mas profundo y mas vacio. El mar respira apenas, brilla apenas.Se ha parado la luz…
Sent to a friend who had complained that I was glad enough to see him when he came, but didn’t seem to miss him if he stayed away. And cannot…
Authors and actors and artists and suchNever know nothing, and never know much.Sculptors and singers and those of their kidneyTell their affairs from Seattle to Sydney.Playwrights and poets and such…
No spring nor summer Beauty hath such graceAs I have seen in one autumnall face.Young beauties force our love, and that’s a ****,This doth but counsel, yet you cannot ’scape.If…
To-night ungather’d let us leaveThis laurel, let this holly stand:We live within the stranger’s land,And strangely falls our Christmas-eve. Our father’s dust is left aloneAnd silent under other snows:There in…
Three sang of love together: one with lips Crimson, with cheeks and ***** in a glow,Flushed to the yellow hair and finger-tips; And one there sang who soft and smooth as snow Bloomed…
The dreams of my heart and my mind pass,Nothing stays with me long,But I have had from a childThe deep solace of song; If that should ever leave me,Let me…
I My love, this is the bitterest, that thouWho art all truth and who dost love me nowAs thine eyes say, as thy voice breaks to say— Shouldst love so…
Give me truths,For I am weary of the surfaces,And die of inanition. If I knewOnly the herbs and simples of the wood,Rue, cinquefoil, gill, vervain, and pimpernel,Blue-vetch, and trillium, hawkweed,…
Between us now and here—Two thrown togetherWho are not wont to wearLife’s flushest feather— Who see the scenes slide past,The daytimes dimming fast,Let there be truth at last,Even if despair.…