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A VOW TO VENUS by Robert Herrick.
Happily I had a sightOf my dearest dear last night;Make her this day smile on me,And I'll roses give to thee! More poems about
Robert Herrick.
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Autobiographical by Erica Jong.
The lover in these poemsis me;the doctor,Love.He appearsas husband, loveranalyst & muse,as father, son& maybe even God& surely death.All this is true.The man you turn toin the darkis many men.This ... More poems about
Erica Jong.
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After The Winter by Claude Mckay.
Some day, when trees have shed their leavesAnd against the morning's whiteThe shivering birds beneath the eavesHave sheltered for the night, We'll turn our faces southward, love,Toward the summer isleWhere ... More poems about
Claude Mckay.
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Much Like Me by Marina Tsvetaeva.
Much like me, you make your way forward,Walking with downturned eyes.Well, I too kept mine lowered.Passer-by, stop here, please.Read, when you've picked your nosegayOf henbane and poppy flowers,That I was ... More poems about
Marina Tsvetaeva.
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What Kind Of Mistress He Would Have by Robert Herrick.
Be the mistress of my choice,Clean in manners, clear in voice;Be she witty, more than wise,Pure enough, though not precise;Be she showing in her dress,Like a civil wilderness,That the curious ... More poems about
Robert Herrick.
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We Send The Wave To Find The Wave by Emily Dickinson.
We send the Wave to find the Wave --An Errand so divine,The Messenger enamored too,Forgetting to return,We make the wise distinction still,Soever made in vain,The sagest time to dam the ... More poems about
Emily Dickinson.
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June Sick Room by A S J Tessimond.
The birds' shrill flutingBeats on the pink blind,Pierces the pink blindAt whose edge fumble the sun'sFingers till one obtrudesAnd stirs the thick motes.The room is a close box of pink ... More poems about
A S J Tessimond.
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THE DAYS GO BY by Barry Tebb.
for Daniel WeissbortSome poems meant only for my eyesAbout a grief I can’t let goBut I want to, want to throwIt away like an old worn-out cloakOr screw up like ... More poems about
Barry Tebb.
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The Summit Redwood by Robinson Jeffers.
Only stand high a long enough time your lightning will come; that is what blunts the peaks of redwoods;But this old tower ... More poems about
Robinson Jeffers.
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One Eyed Dog by Raymond A Foss.
I remember him all so vividlylike it was so recentfar fewer than the close to forty years agothat it actually isMy grandfather bought me a membershipa membership in the YMCA,I ... More poems about
Raymond A Foss.
