The Tower (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
One, from his high bright window in a tower,Leans out, as evening falls,And sees the advancing curtain of the showerSplashing ...
One, from his high bright window in a tower,Leans out, as evening falls,And sees the advancing curtain of the showerSplashing ...
One, from his high bright window in a tower,Leans out, as evening falls,And sees the advancing curtain of the showerSplashing ...
When I'm ridin' alone in the night-time way out on the desolate range,With the moon shinin' down through the cloud-hills ...
I'd like to have a hut in the wild forest density, Made of firewood and a forest's scarcity.Hanged high among ...
The men kept to themselves: they were waiting for the swiftness of the last cyclists. The women kept to themselves: ...
Shiny record albums scattered over the living room floor, reflecting light from the lamp, sharp reflections that hurt my eyes ...
It??Ts two muddy miles from Highway 20, just past the north fork of Cache Creek, across the broad meadow, through ...
Why listen, even the water is sobbing for something. The west wind is dead, the waves Forget to hate the ...
Tall mountains reaching to the sky Deep canyons, cut into the earth, gorges, valleys Huge blue whales, the enormity of ...
High up at the top of the chairlift at the summit of the mountain, the trees were coated, as with ...
New York: You take a train that rips through versts. It feels as if the trains were running over your ...
I love thine inland seas, Thy groves of giant trees, Thy rolling plains; Thy rivers' mighty sweep, Thy mystic canyons ...
There is fog upon the river, there is mirk upon the town; You can hear the groping ferries as they ...
One, from his high bright window in a tower, Leans out, as evening falls, And sees the advancing curtain of ...
I know if I find you I will have to leave the earth and go on out over the sea ...
There was a boy -- not above childish fears -- With steps that faltered now and straining ears, Timid, irresolute, ...
I sought Him on the purple seas, I sought Him on the peaks aflame; Amid the gloom of giant trees ...
I'm scared of it all, God's truth! so I am; It's too big and brutal for me. My nerve's on ...
Have you gazed on naked grandeur where there's nothing else to gaze on, Set pieces and drop-curtain scenes galore, Big ...
In the long journey out of the self, There are many detours, washed-out interrupted raw places Where the shale slides ...
The forge-fire sets a glow in the heavens, the hammer thunders, showering the smoke with sparks. A ruddy smithy, the ...
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