Love Poems – Page 117
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Cargoes
Quinquireme of Nineveh from distant Ophir, / Rowing home to haven in sunny Palestine, / With a cargo of ivory, … -
Watching
I heard the wind all day, / And what it was trying to say. / I heard the wind all night … -
What am I, Life?
What am I, Life? A thing of watery halt / Held in cohesion by unresting cells, / Which work they know not why, which never halt, … -
Spoon River Anthology - The Hill
Where are Elmer, Herman, Bert, Tom and Charley, / The weak of will, the strong of arm, the clown, the boozer, the fighter? / All, all, are sleeping on the hill. … -
Spoon River Anthology - Ollie McGee
Have you seen walking through the village / A man with downcast eyes and haggard face? / That is my husband who, by secret cruelty … -
Spoon River Anthology - Daisy Fraser
Did you ever hear of Editor Whedon / Giving to the public treasury any of the money he received / For supporting candidates for office? … -
Spoon River Anthology - Hare Drummer
Do the boys and girls still go to Siever’s / For cider, after school, in late September? / Or gather hazel nuts among the thickets … -
Spoon River Anthology - Doc Hill
I went up and down the streets / Here and there by day and night, / Through all hours of the night caring for the poor who were sick. … -
Spoon River Anthology - Fiddler Jones
The earth keeps some vibration going / There in your heart, and that is you. / And if the people find you can fiddle, … -
Spoon River Anthology - Thomas Rhodes
Very well, you liberals, / And navigators into realms intellectual, / You sailors through heights imaginative, …
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